The babies were placed in a transparent, round-shaped thermal compartment. Miniature duvets covered their bodies with various tubes connected to them.

From far, it appeared as if they were sound asleep as they barely moved.

Due to the distance, Stanley Batton couldn't see their faces clearly. Even so, he could feel his heart breaking for his two children.

If it was possible, he hoped his children could survive.

He wished he and Xyla could take care of them and watch them grow.

Right then, a transparent door slowly opened and a nurse clad in a sterile gown approached him with another pair in her hand.

"Mr. Batton? Please come in and put on this sterile gown. You'll be able to enter and take a closer look at your babies after you put on a face mask and get disinfected." Stanley nodded slightly before walking in, following her instructions.

He changed into a sterile gown and slipped on a face mask to cover his lower face before undergoing a full-body disinfecting process.

After a long while, he was finally allowed to approach his children.

The light within the thermal case they were in had a warm hue.

Under the warm, yellow light, their appearance became etched deeply in Stanley's mind.

They were tiny, measuring only around four inches.

They appeared so scrawny, their skin wrinkly and slightly reddish.

Right then, they had their eyes shut and were sound asleep.

All the tubes connected to their bodies emanated a cold glimmer under the light.

When Stanley saw those tubes, he could feel his heart squeezing in pain.

He couldn't help but place his hands on the outer surface of the thermal case, gently caressing the cover as if he was caressing his children. His children were adorable but looked so pitiful.

He wished he could hold them in his arms and make them feel safe.

"You must keep them alive at all costs," Stanley said while he looked at the two nurses responsible for looking after his children.

They instantly nodded. "Don't worry Mr. Batton,

expertise is the best in the world. We'll do our utmost to keep your children alive."

Uton, our medical

He frowned deeply. "Does this feel painful for them?"

"It certainly would, but it's still bearable," one of the nurses said truthfully.

Despite the reassuring statement, his heart still ached, feeling even more sorry for his children.

He had a flurry of mixed emotions in his heart.

Taking his phone out, he was about to give Xyla a video call until he

realized that they had left home in a

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So, Stanley turned on the recording function and recorded a five-minute video of their babies.

The longer he filmed them, the more complicated his feelings became.

The ache in his heart grew stronger.

Knowing they were in pain, he still hoped they would survive.

He couldn't help but start imagining how his children would look once they were all grown up.

The more he thought about them, the more his heart softened as if they had a unique power over him.

Each time he gazed at them, he'd love them twice as much.

"These children look much better than I

dinary children. I believe

they'd grow to be very gol.net

e future," the nurse added.

The baby boy was born a minute earlier than the baby girl.

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