To focus on treating Ye Tianxin, she had to undergo an abortion first.

The abortion also meant that Jin, whom Ye Tianxin had waited so long to come into the world, would cease to exist.

“I don’t agree with the abortion.”

With an apathetic expression, Li Qingcang refused to accept the suggestion.

They should not even be thinking about abortion.

Ye Linlang did not expect Li Qingcang to react so strongly against the idea.

She whispered, “Qingcang, do you want Tianxin to die?”

Ye Tianxin had been vomiting blood.

Her health had been deteriorating. There was no reason to delay the abortion any longer.

Finding a cure for Ye Tianxin after the abortion was the safest way to treat her.

Did he think Ye Linlang wished for Ye Tianxin to go through an abortion?

Ye Tianxin was her daughter, who was pregnant with her grandchildren.

“No, Mom, I don’t want Tianxin to die. Why would I want that? Mom, we can’t make her have an abortion…”

Li Xing was infuriated with Li Qingcang. Did he not say he loved Ye Tianxin very much?

Then why did he not agree to the abortion so Ye Tianxin could live?

Ye Tianxin would have a chance to live if she had an abortion.

Even if Ye Tianxin would not be able to conceive in the future, they could always find a surrogate. It would not affect their lives.

“Why can’t she have an abortion? Is it because you like children? Li Qingcang, have you ever thought that with Tianxin’s present state, even if she gives birth to them, the children may not be healthy. It’s easy for you to say that you just want them to live, but you’ll regret saying that when you see your children ridden with diseases or sickly. You will feel helpless then.”

Wu Tong heard Li Xing’s words, she immediately thought of the past when Grandma Li used needles to poke Li XIngchen.

Her heart hurt when she thought of those needles, but what else could she do?

Those needles were pierced into her daughter’s skin.

As Li Xingchen’s mother, she can not tolerate her pain. She couldn’t even begin to describe how powerless she felt.

“Qingcang, your father is right. As parents, we hate ourselves when we see our children ridden with diseases and are completely helpless about it. You’ll wish that you can suffer in their place yet you can’t. If we abort the babies now and focus on finding a cure of Tianxin, you can think about having children when she gets well.”

Li Qingcang stubbornly shook his head.

“No, this is different.”

The next time Ye Tianxin got pregnant, it would not be with Jin.

“What’s the difference? They will still be your children. Isn’t it the same?”

Li Xing forcefully stuffed the letter of consent into Li Qingcang’s hands.

“Hurry up and sign it.”

“I can’t and I won’t.”

Li Qingcang looked at the letter and its contents. He simply could not bring himself to sign such a document.

“I can’t bring myself to kill my own child.”

Li Xing seethed with fury and slapped Li Qingcang in anger. “Li Qingcang, is your love for Tianxin so shallow? Are you that selfish? Would you rather let Ye Tianxin die than sign the letter and save her life?”

The slap stung Li Qingcang’s face, but it didn’t hurt as much as his heart.

“You will never understand. I’m not signing the letter not because I don’t love Tianxin or my children. I’m not selfish or heartless either…”

Li Xing was quivering in anger. “Then why won’t you sign the form?”