Charles did not give Avery any hope and shook his head, "Have you found out who let you have the toxin?"

Avery also shook her head, and she had no idea how to have such a newly developed toxin in her body, let alone who wanted to harm her.

She didn't have a clue for such a long time.

"If you know who it is, maybe you can find the clue and the drug that can clear the toxin, which is faster than medical research."

Whoever started the trouble should end it, which also made sense under that case.

"You can't develop the antidote?"

"It takes time, and I'm afraid the baby won't be able to wait." Charles approached Avery and stood side by side with her, looking at the baby through the glass.

He was glad to see the toxin in the crescentic shape on the baby's face as long as Avery was all right. After all, the baby was Evan's.

If it hadn't been Evan who had shot a bullet into his chest, he might have had a baby with Avery.

Charles looked at the woman beside him, just to see the woman's chestnut fluffy hair. He could smell a faint smell of breast milk, probably because Avery had just given birth to the baby.

He breathed greedily, and the smell of breast milk mixed with the smell of disinfectant in the hospital made his heart beat quickly.

It was good for him to stand beside Avery after such a long time.

Evan hurried in and hugged Avery in his arms, "Honey, you're awake? Please don't run around."

He pressed her back hard as if it was the only way to feel her existence.

He couldn't help kissing her and hugging her. Avery finally woke up, and the joy made Evan ignore all the people who were there.

Charles squinted slightly, looking at the man in front of him with a smile. The bullet in his chest was retained by him, hung around his neck, and hidden in his clothes.

He had determined to return this bullet to Evan.

Feeling the unfriendly look, Evan finally turned his attention away from the woman and couldn't help frowning, "Charles?"

"Evan, I'm glad to see you again."

"You have fully recovered." With that, Evan looked up and down at him on purpose and finally stopped at the position of his chest.

"I have to say I'm lucky enough. After all, I'm not the only one who almost died in your hands." With that, Charles looked at Avery.

Maybe Evan didn't know that he almost killed the woman. If it hadn't been Charles who had woken up in a timely manner and had transferred the toxin, Avery would have died on the day when she had given birth to the baby.

"That's enough." The baby was still in the incubator. As the toxin was on the baby's face, it would kill the baby. Avery had no mood to see their fight.

"Evan, I want Charles to check the baby's face." Avery knew Evan's personality, and he would not let Charles come close to the baby.

"I've asked the most authoritative plastic surgeons, and they've given a plan. If our baby can have plastic surgery, I'll let them do it as soon as possible."

Charles smiled and was not surprised. The so-called plastic surgeons only had mediocre medical skills.

Moreover, his medical skills were superior to anyone in the city.

Charles didn't say anything because he knew that Avery would still come to him in the end.

He didn't want Avery but Evan to beg him.

"I have to leave now. Another patient is waiting for me." Charles spoke softly to Avery and then went to his office.

Avery stared at Charles, going away. Evan held her chin, "You don't want him to leave?"

Avery gently pulled down Evan's hand, "I thought, what if the toxin on the baby's face cannot get rid of?"

"It won't happen. I will do whatever it takes to cure our little daughter."

Only Charles could detect this kind of toxin, but they could still try other ways.

Avery was full of guilt and remembered what Charles had said. She had to find out who let her have the toxin.

She remembered Evan's grandfather had mentioned this matter, but he hadn't told her who it was.

"Do you think she looks like me?" Evan was standing by her, and the glass was covered with white mist.

Avery has been in a coma for three months, and now it's winter.

"Really? But why do I think the baby looks like me?"

"Her eyes and chin are like you, and her nose and eyelashes are like me."

Avery followed his train of thought, looked at the baby's eyes, and nose, and finally could not control to see the toxin in crescentic shape on the baby's face.

She felt sad and turned around, "When can the baby come out of the incubator?"

"You'll be out of the hospital in two days." Evan held her waist from behind and suddenly looked down at her chest.

Avery pinched his waist and found that he had taken off his coat and covered her.

Then Evan said in a low voice to remind her, "Honey, your clothes are wet."

She looked down and found that it was true.

Then she found that her breasts engorged.

She heard that breasts would engorge after the baby was born, so she had breast engorgement. She was wearing light clothes, but the piece of clothes on the chest was wet.

"Your breasts engorged these days after you gave birth to the baby. Do you know what I did for you?"

"..."

Evan helped her wrap the coat tightly and whispered to her, "I use my mouth to suck the breast milk out."

Avery's face flushed and covered her face with the coat.

"It's a little stinking."

"That's enough. Stop talking." Avery was so embarrassed that she went directly to the ward. She had to deal with her breast engorgement in time.

Evan followed her hurriedly.

They rushed to the ward and did not notice that a nurse after they left, took photos of the baby's face.