"How could it be?" Mu Yutian was subconsciously nervous, and bursts of pain came in her stomach.

Although she didn't like Yuchi Heyan very much,... he said that he was also Murong Yanxing's good brother. Moreover, he was not a bad person. He cooperated well with Murong Yanxing in governing the country, which was rare... The young and promising president actually... encountered such a thing?

"What are you doing so excited?" Murong Yanxing hurried over to see Mu Yutian, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? If you do this again, I will ask the doctor to see you. Forget it, I'd better call her now."

"Yanxing!" Mu Yutian still couldn't stop Murong Yanxing.

The doctor was moved in by Murong Yan once again.

"It's been a pain for a long time, and there is no sign of giving birth, which really makes people feel very anxious." The doctor nodded, "Let's do this, Commander, or you should help your wife up first and walk around the house slowly. The activities should be able to promote..."

"You want her to stand up and walk around now?" Murong Yanxing subconsciously raised his voice.

"If you exercise a little, you will not see any redness or break water. You can still move. You just need to endure the pain for a little while." The doctor said helplessly.

"Yanxing, listen to the doctor. In fact, except for a little pain... everything else is fine." Mu Yutian raised her hand and asked Murong Yanxing to help her get up.

Murong Yanxing carefully supported Mu Yutian and stood up from the bed.

There was no unexpected difficulty or pain. When the pain came, Mu Yutian could walk a little faster.

At this moment, the phone in Murong Yanxing's pocket vibrated again.

Mu Yutian leaned on Murong Yanxing, so she naturally felt it.

The phone was like this, and it kept shaking until it was automatically disconnected. However, within a few seconds, it was dialed again and began to vibrate frequently.

Mu Yutian stopped, turned her face, and glanced at Murong Yanxing: "Yanxing, answer the phone. What if it is really... a very important thing."

Murong Yanxing held Mu Yutian and sat down beside the bed. After hearing Mu Yutian's words, he answered the phone call.

"Captain." After the phone was connected, the sound from over there was Feng Qingliu. "Captain, please come here now."

"Ah... it hurts so much." The pain suddenly came, and Mu Yutian shouted unconsciously. She supported her waist and gently touched Murong Yanxing with her elbow.

Murong Yanxing turned his face and looked at Mu Yutian nervously.

"I'm fine. It's still a pain." Mu Yutian waved her hand quickly, raised her chin gently, and signaled him to continue listening to the phone.

"The president is almost out of reach, and the people from the military headquarters and the First Army have also come. I am the only one on the Third Army." Feng Qingliu

"What? What does it mean... the president cannot do it?" Murong Yanxing subconsciously squeezed the phone in his hand.

The first time, I had this situation.

Life and death...

Fertility and death.

Tearing Murong Yanxing's body.

Both sides are his responsibilities, how should he bear it?

He never thought that Yuchi Heyan's words would come true one day.

He needs to choose, or choose between the two of them.

Will Yuchi Heyan die?

If he died...what would happen to him? What would happen to the Third Army? What would happen to this country?

Murong Yanxing clenched his fists...
Chapter completed!