Xu Yiran noticed the change in the woman's emotions.
Tang Xi gently sighed, bit her lip, and then shared little Mimi's situation with Xu Yiran.
She initially did not want to bother him.
But at this moment, Tang Xi had no other options.
Seeing little Mimi tormented by illness, and herself... powerless to help.
Xu Yiran furrowed his brow, realizing the gravity of the situation. As an emergency doctor, he naturally knew what the girl was facing. The man pushed up his glasses, "Have you checked the transplant registry?"
"I asked there, and even registered at the donation center... I'm afraid little Mimi can't wait that long... but I can't give up the baby in my womb..."
At this moment, Tang Xi was wearing a loose homewear pyjama, sitting on the couch, her protruding belly barely visible. Her hand gently rested on her belly, feeling the movements of the fetus.
