Chapter 5 I Only Want His Heart

Murong Ling frowned and said heartlessly, "Whatever. As long as Wanwan lives." "Mr. Murong, this lady truly cannot give any more blood. Taking more would endanger her life." "Just do it." "Mr. Murong..." "Save the person inside. You don't have to worry about anything else!" Looking down at the numerous needle marks on her arm, Miao Xiaobei bit her lips hard. One of the nurses attending to her took pity on her and passed her a little paper cup filled with sweet brown sugar water. "Murong Ling, do you even have a heart?" "Mr. Murong, Miss Miao is awake." The voice of the doctor came from outside. Miao Xiaobei let out a small sigh of relief — she would not have to die on the operating table after all. However, just a moment later, Murong Ling and the doctor strolled in. The solemn expressions on their faces made Miao Xiaobei very uneasy. "Use the child in her womb." Miao Xiaobei eyes widened in shock and she shook her head vehemently. "No, you can't!" "Miao Xiaobei, you'd better obey me!" Murong Ling walked over to Miao Xiaobei, bent down, and looked directly into her fear-filled eyes. "If you do as you are told, I will give your child a chance to live. If not, you will never see him again." "Murong Ling!" Miao Xiaobei laughed hysterically, tears streaming from her eyes as she shook. "Do you take me for a fool!? I am a doctor! How can he live if he doesn't have a heart?" An inscrutable look flashed through Murong Ling's eyes, and then he turned to leave, not acknowledging the resolution on Miao Xiaobei's face. "Murong Ling!" Miao Xiaobei hastily got up and knelt down, her knees heavily thudding to the floor. She reached out to clutch Murong Ling's clothes in her hands tightly. "I beg you, let him go! I'll do anything! "Please don't hurt him! He's your child too! I beg you!" As she spoke, Miao Xiaobei also kowtowed to Murong Ling a few times. At this very moment, Miao Xiaobei's voice was full of despair and desperation. She couldn't bear to let her child suffer like this. "Let go." There was no trace of emotion in Murong Ling's voice, nor any desire to respond to Miao Xiaobei's pleas. "Murong Ling, please! I beg you!" Miao Xiaobei's face was awash with tears, but Murong Ling might as well have been a statue for all the sympathy he showed. "Murong Ling! I have never done anything wrong to you or to Miao Wanwan! Why don't you believe me!? "You can torture me or insult me, but I beg you not to take it out on my child! "Murong Ling, you're a monster!" Miao Xiaobei's wretched and miserable cries grew louder and louder. But the reply she got in the end was... "I only want his heart." Miao Xiaobei swayed as she got to her feet, her face ashen. "Well, that's fine... Murong Ling, even if it kills me, I will not let my child be tortured like this!" With that, Miao Xiaobei gathered all of her courage and strength and slammed her head as hard as she could against a wall. Bang! Miao Xiaobei felt a terrible pain rip across her skull, and then she fainted. Murong Ling jerked his head back. His pupils dilated when he saw Miao Xiaobei's fresh blood, but his steady voice seemed like the calm before a storm. "Save her!" When Miao Xiaobei regained consciousness, it was to find the blinding glare of a surgical light shining on her face. "Miss Miao, we are performing a cesarean section on you right now." Upon hearing this, Miao Xiaobei realized what was happening, and a hatred that almost consumed her welled up from the bottom of her heart. With bloodshot eyes and tightly clenched teeth, she said, "He won't let my child go even if it means my death..." Miao Xiaobei stared at the doctor with wild eyes and her face was full of despair as she used her hands to shield her stomach... "I'm sorry, Miss Miao." The doctor glanced at Miao Xiaobei. Just as he was about to inject the anesthetic into her arm, a voice rang out. "Wait, she doesn't need any anesthetic. The child has to be healthy!" Miao Xiaobei's body jerked suddenly — Murong Ling was there. Twisting her head around frantically to see where he was, she yelled with all her strength. "Murong Ling, I hate you!" The doctor also took a look at Murong Ling subconsciously. Then, he picked up a gleaming silver scalpel with trembling hands and stretched it towards Miao Xiaobei's stomach...