On the other side of the river, Zoe's life was hanging by a thread in the emergency room.

　　"If... I... I'm not in a good condition, please... Please keep my child." Zoe grabbed the doctor's hand and pleaded with a pale face.

　　The doctor gently patted her tightly clenched fingers, and said in a gentle tone under the mask, "don't worry. It's just a C-section. Although the baby was broken, it's going to be delivered, and there will be no big problem. So don't be so nervous."

　　Hearing the doctor's comforting words, Zoe didn't relax. Instead, she grasped the doctor's white gown more tightly and said word by word, "please...