Tinder watched Avery touching her belly. He knew she was worried about the baby and hurried to tell her, "Mrs. Howel, the baby is fine. She's in the thermotank."

"She?"

"Yeah, she's a pretty girl." Too bad, she had a birthmark on her face.

"You mean, I give birth to the baby?" Avery couldn't believe it. She gave birth to the baby, and she was alive.

Was she really poisoned?

Avery spent a long time lying on the bed. She had no strength. But she still held her body to sit up. But she lost balance and almost fell. It was lucky that Tinder held her.

"Mrs. Howel, don't get up so soon. You just wake up. I'll get Mr. Howel. He'd be delighted."

Tinder wanted to say Evan was more than delighted. If he knew Avery was awake, happy was the weakest word to describe his feelings.

"I want to see my daughter."

Avery insisted she gets up. She was weak, and it took her a while to get steady. Then she walked to the baby room. But Tinder stopped her, "Mrs. Howel, how about we wait after Mr. Howel is back?"

"I'm going now."

The baby was inside her for such a long time. It was one thing that she didn't get a chance to see her when she was born. Now she was awake, and she couldn't wait to see her daughter.

"but..."

Tinder couldn't persuade Avery not to go. He had to ask the nurse to accompany her while he got Evan.

Avery came to the baby room. She looked inside through the glass windows. The babies all had pink cheeks, and they were adorable.

She looked inside as far as she could. But the babies looked the same looks. It was hard to tell her baby through the way they looked.

And they were so tiny. It was hard to tell who they looked like.

Avery looked at them one by one. Suddenly she noticed a long and light-color scar on a baby's pretty face. But she couldn't help murmuring, "Such a pity. What a pretty baby."

The nurse swallowed her saliva. She didn't dare to say anything.

"where's my daughter?"

Avery couldn't tell which was her daughter. She looked at the name cards on the chest. It was the mother's name of the baby.

She looked one by one. When she saw her name matched the baby with the scar on her face, she covered her mouth in surprise.

"No, why would it happen? What's wrong with my child?"

"She..."

Avery grabbed her chest. She had such pain in her heart. Why would this happen to her baby? Why did the horrible thing happen to her baby when she was just born?

"Mrs. Howel, you can't come inside. Mrs. Howel..."

The nurse grabbed Avery, and she could only see from outside. The scar was from the baby's eyebrow to her chin. It was long...

She shook her head in frustration, "Can it be cured?"

"Dr. Charles said it came from inside the baby. It's hard to remove it. The plastic surgery might not work either. But Mr. Howel asked the plastic surgeons anyway."

Avery turned around bit by bit with her stiff neck, "Which doctor did you say?"

"Dr. Charles, the genius doctor. If he said he could do nothing about it, then there was probably nothing he could be done."

"Dr. Charles?" Avery opened her eyes widely. Charles?

"He's in a coma for a long time. He woke up three months ago."

"Dr. Charles, as in Charles Meyer?"

"It's me."

Behind Avery's back, there was a gentle and familiar voice. Avery felt drumsticks kept banging on her heart. The voice kept echoing in her heart.

She slowly turned around. With her back against the window, she stared at him.

Charles was in a white doctor's coat. His hair was short and neat. His eyes were so deep, and he also checked up on Avery, "So surprised? I thought you should come over and give me a hug."

Then he opened his arms.

Avery smiled. As she looked up again, the doubt disappeared. She walked over and hugged Charles politely. Then she stepped back.

"The nurse told me you woke up three months ago."

Charles looked at the nurse gently. She lowered her head with a red face. She was getting shy.

He lightly smiled, "When you were in a coma. I woke up. Andrew gave the heart back to me."

"Andrew..." Andrew gave Charles his heart back, so...

So Andrew-

She bit her lips. He risked his life to protect her that day. She felt so bitter that she cried.

"I heard he saved you."

Charles took out tissues from his pocket for Avery, "You cry more now after you're a mother."

Speaking of being a mother, Avery remembered the baby, "My daughter is..."

Charles gave the nurse a look, and she left. She kept walking until she could not hear their conversation.

"I told you that you were poisoned. If you got pregnant, you would hurt yourself. But I didn't know you got pregnant at last. Did you fall in love with him?" Charles asked in a calm voice.

He didn't know if she was in love with Evan. But Charles knew Evan was crazy for her. From when she was in a coma until now, he kept him outside her ward and wouldn't let him in.

He had to ask the nurse if he wanted to know anything about Avery.

Avery nodded without any hesitation.

Charles was upset. But he covered it fast. He put both hands in his pocket, "I transfer the poison inside your body."

"Transfer?" Avery looked at him in surprise, "where?"

"You're smart. Take a guess."

"You mean?" Avery looked back at the baby in the room, "you transfer the poison to the baby?"

"Em."

"Why? Will my daughter be in danger?" Avery wanted to get mad. But she couldn't. She had no right to be. She knew Charles was the only one that could save her. But she was depressed knowing the baby had to suffer so much when she was so tiny.

"I have no other choices. If I didn't transfer it, you'd die. I don't want it."

"But the baby..."

"She only has the poison on her face. Maybe I can find a way to save her before she dies."

"you mean the poison will keep growing?" if she had poisoned all over her body, she would die?

No, she didn't want it. She'd rather it was herself. She didn't want her child to put up with the pain.

"the poison grows every day. If I didn't get any solutions, six months if it went fast..."

Avery held her chest. She couldn't bear to hear such cruel news. And she was the one to bring the misfortune to her child.

"is there any other way? Can plastic surgery work?"

Charles shook his head, giving no hope to Avery, "Do you find out who poisoned you?"