Luo Jinyu sat next to Shu Zhihan's bed, his eyes full of tenderness and concern.

He looked at her with a look in his eyes that seemed to say, "How are you doing, wake up quickly."

He gently took her hand, which was cold and slender, like a withering leaf.

Luo Jinyu's fingers gently caressed the back of her hand, and the soft touch was like a breeze blowing on the surface of the lake, making her heart lake ripple in circles.

He whispered, "Zhihan, I will always be here with you."

His voice is gentle and deep, making people feel extremely reassuring and comfortable.

Mitsuki walked into the room with her food, and she called softly, "General, let's eat something first."

At this time, Luo Jinyu didn't have the slightest appetite, shook his head and said, "No need."

"General, you better eat some, you think, if the young lady wakes up, she will definitely be worried."

She knew that if he didn't eat something first, it would definitely not be a good thing to wait until Shu Zhihan woke up to find that he was exhausted.

Mitsuki's words were full of concern and concern.

She knew that Luo Jinyu really loved Shu Zhihan, and she didn't want him to be tired before Shu Zhihan woke up, she hoped that he could stay healthy so that he could take better care of Shu Zhihan.

Miyue's words also made Luo Jinyu feel a little warm.

He knew that what Miyue said did make sense, and he turned his head to look at Shu Zhihan on the bed again.

Luo Jinyu slowly stood up, his eyes shifting from the moonlight outside the window to the food on the table.

His steps were steady and powerful, each step seemed to be precisely measured and judged, and his body leaned forward slightly, as if pulled by an invisible force, towards the table full of delicious food.

His fingers tightened slightly, then relaxed, as if feeling the temperature of his palm.

His gaze slowly wandered over the food on the table, like a delicate carving knife, leaving deep marks on each dish.

He saw the steaming soup, smelled the rich aroma, and heard the rumbling of his stomach.

He smiled slightly, thinking to himself that he was really hungry.

Then, he sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and began to enjoy the hearty meal at the table.

After a mouthful of food stuffed into his mouth, Luo Jinyu didn't seem to know what it tasted like, so he thought about filling his stomach.

However, before he finished eating, a subtle movement came from the direction of the bed behind him, and he turned his head to find that the source of the movement was Shu Zhihan.

Her eyes were fixed on Luo Jinyu, as if asking for his reaction.

Luo Jinyu saw Shu Zhihan open her eyes, there was a hint of confusion in her eyes, and she obviously hadn't fully regained consciousness.

He hurried over and knelt beside her bed, clasping her hands and asking about her with a concerned expression.

"Zhihan, how are you? Are you feeling better?" His voice was full of worry and nervousness.

Shu Zhihan nodded slightly, but her lips were pale, obviously still a little weak.

Luo Jinyu's heart tightened, he took a deep breath, calming his emotions, he knew that he needed to stay calm now.

He gently stroked Zhihan's hand and said gently, "Zhihan, tell me if you feel uncomfortable." His eyes were firm and warm, conveying deep love for her.

"I ......" Shu Zhihan stopped talking, she didn't know how to express her current state.

Her body felt as if it had been hollowed out, empty and powerless, and her hand involuntarily caressed her lower abdomen, as if trying to comfort the hollow inside.

Her hands were cold, like her heart at the moment.

It was a deep exhaustion, a exhaustion from the inside out, and her body was trembling slightly, not from the cold, but from weakness.

Her eyes looked weakly at Luo Jinyu, where there was no life, only endless exhaustion and emptiness.

Her lips were slightly open, as if calling for something, but there was no sound, and her face was as pale as paper, as if all the blood had been drained, leaving only this empty shell.

Shu Zhihan is a strong person, but at this moment, she feels like she has been defeated.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, she only knew that she seemed to have lost all her strength, and she wanted to find a strength to support herself, only to find that she no longer had that strength.

Her hand was still caressing her lower abdomen, the feeling of emptiness was getting stronger and stronger, her heart was also empty, as if it had been torn apart by something, she wanted to find a comfort, but found that she no longer had that comfort.

Her hand was still caressing her lower abdomen, her heart was filled with endless sadness and emptiness, there were no tears in her eyes, only endless exhaustion and helplessness.

Shu Zhihan opened her mouth, trying to make a sound, her throat seemed to have been sharpened by sandpaper, dry and painful, however, she was not afraid, she urgently needed to know the news about her child.

Her eyes flashed with eagerness and worry, and she looked at Luo Jinyu, the man who was as calm as a stone in her heart, and she knew that he must know about her child's situation.

Shu Zhihan swallowed her saliva, trying to squeeze the sound out of her dry throat.

"Husband, what's wrong with my child?" Her voice was like a broken string, staccato but full of her mother's anxiety and anticipation.

Her eyes were fixed on Luo Jinyu's eyes, as if she wanted to read information about her child from his eyes.

Luo Jinyu looked at her, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, he knew that he couldn't lie to Shu Zhihan.

He was silent for a moment, and Shu Zhihan looked at the pain and guilt on his face, knowing that he was making a difficult choice.

She gently shook his hand, wanting to give him some comfort.

"Husband," she called to him softly, "just tell me, I can handle it."

Luo Jinyu slowly raised his head and looked at Shu Zhihan, his eyes flashed with tears, he gently clenched her hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Child...... It's gone."

Shu Zhihan struggled to sit up, sitting in the empty room, her face pale, and her eyes revealed deep sadness.

She bit her lip tightly, as if trying to suppress her pain, but tears kept sliding from the corners of her eyes, her hands clenched into fists, and her knuckles turned white from overexertion.

Her heart was filled with endless grief, as if someone had been pierced deep with a knife.

It was her child, the child she had been waiting for so long, the child that used to move happily in her belly, but now it was gone.

The loss and despair, the helplessness and loneliness, made her feel an unspeakable pain.

Her thoughts drifted back to the days when the lovely little life was still in her womb, feeling his presence, and that maternal love gushed out from the bottom of her heart, unable to suppress.

She thought of every movement of his baby, every hiccup in his stomach, every quiet night and energetic day.

She remembered her fantasies about the future, those happy, warm, loving days, now all out of reach.

Shu Zhihan's tears kept slipping, her heart ached, and her soul trembled.

She felt that her heart had been hollowed out, that loss and helplessness made her unable to extricate herself, that child, her child, was gone, leaving only deep pain and endless regret.

At that moment, Shu Zhihan's world became dark.

Shu Zhihan suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, and her body began to slump weakly.

She tried to struggle, but she couldn't control her body, her vision began to blur, and her heart beat unusually fast.

Luo Jinyu was keenly aware of Shu Zhihan's discomfort on the side, and he immediately stood up and shouted loudly, "Go find a military doctor!"

The soldiers outside the door immediately took action, some ran out to find a military doctor, Luo Jinyu nervously held Shu Zhihan's hand, his eyes were full of worry and anxiety.

time

It seemed to be unusually slow, and every second seemed extraordinarily long.

Shu Zhihan's consciousness gradually blurred, and she felt like she was falling into an endless darkness. She struggled to stay awake, but she couldn't control her thoughts.

Suddenly, a burst of pain came, and Shu Zhihan felt her body being violently shaken.

She struggled to open her eyes and saw Luo Jinyu's anxious face, and he called her name loudly, trying to wake her up.

Shu Zhihan tried to respond to him, but she didn't have the strength to speak.

She felt her body being picked up and then began to move, her heart racing, and she struggled to keep breathing, hoping to recover as soon as possible.

Soon after, there was a sound of horses' hooves, and Shu Zhihan felt that she was being put on the horse's back.

Luo Jinyu hugged her tightly, and his gaze never left her face. He kept calling her name, giving her encouragement and strength.

Luo Jinyu glanced at Shu Zhihan, her face was pale, her body trembled, and the pain was obviously unbearable. He knew that the medic had returned to the camp, but it would take a lot of time to wait for him to come. He decided not to wait any longer, he held Shu Zhihan with one hand to help her barely stand, and the other hand grasped the reins, ready to take her directly to the camp.

Their horses quickly left their place, their hooves stomping on the solid ground with a dull echo.

Shu Zhihan bit her lower lip to keep herself from making a sound, she knew that Luo Jinyu was worried about her safety.

Luo Jinyu, on the other hand, kept an eye on Shu Zhihan's situation and observed her face from time to time to make sure she was still awake.

Luo Jinyu looked at Shu Zhihan, her voice was weak and weak, as if she was struggling to wake up from a deep sleep.

"Shu Zhihan?" Luo Jinyu called tentatively, but her reaction was only a slight frown, and her fingers groped unconsciously, as if looking for some comfort that didn't exist.

He asked with concern, but Shu Zhihan just glanced at him tiredly and didn't speak.

Luo Jinyu's heart was full of worry.