"Xixi, what's wrong?"
"Come back quickly, I'm scared..."
Wan Donglin immediately turned around and headed home.
After Yan Xixi hung up the phone, she was in a state of shock. There was a faint trace of brown discharge on the tissue. During the first three months of pregnancy, this was the most dreaded sign. The doctor had asked her about it several times before, and she had been meticulously checking herself every day, never finding anything. But today, it had suddenly appeared.
She was so scared that she was completely dumbstruck, her face pale as paper.
What should she do?
When Wan Donglin entered, he saw her lying on the sofa, looking like a fool with her eyes staring blankly. He was shocked and rushed forward, shouting, "Xixi, what's going on?"
She was in a daze, crying uncontrollably, "It's... brown... brown..."
Wan Donglin, terrified, supported her and immediately rushed to the hospital.
