Luo Jinyu rode a horse and took Shu Zhihan to the camp quickly.

Their arrival attracted everyone's attention, and when the soldiers at the gate of the camp saw that it was him, they immediately made a way for them to enter.

The soldiers saluted Luo Jinyu one after another.

Luo Jinyu walked through the various tents quickly and orderly, his gaze always staying on Shu Zhihan's weak face.

Her body looked so fragile in his arms, like a floating leaf, her face was pale and lifeless, and this sense of powerlessness filled Luo Jinyu's heart with anxiety and fear.

He walked briskly into his tent and carefully placed Shu Zhihan on the bed.

At that moment, his heart was beating violently, and his heart was filled with a sense of urgency.

Luo Jinyu carefully covered her with a thin quilt, his trembling hands caressed her face, and the cold touch of his hand made his heart like a knife.

"Shu Zhihan, you must survive." He pleaded in a low voice, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

He looked back at the soldier next to him and told him to hurry to find the military doctor.

The military doctor rushed into the camp tent quickly, his eyes eagerly looking for Shu Zhihan on the bed.

He saw that her eyes were closed, her face was pale, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

The medic hurriedly stepped forward and gently opened her eyelids, observing her pupils.

His hand pressed lightly against her pulse, feeling her heartbeat.

His face was grave and focused, as if trying to sort out the confusion of her condition, and he quickly and skillfully examined her condition.

The hands of the military doctor quickly rummaged through the medicine box, took out the pills one by one, and carefully dispensed the medicines.

He concocted a dose of medicinal soup and handed it to Luo Jinyu beside him, and then watched him slowly feed Shu Zhihan with a small spoon.

The medicinal broth gurgled down her throat and slowly slid into her stomach.

Luo Jinyu's eyes were full of perseverance and determination, as if he was fighting against the challenge of fate.

He gently held Shu Zhihan's hand and comforted her in a low voice, his voice was low and steady, as if it was a warm current, warming Shu Zhihan's heart.

The military doctor looked at Luo Jinyu with seriousness and worry on his face, he knew that he had to tell Luo Jinyu the truth about his wife's situation, he took a deep breath and began to say:

"General, Madame's situation is indeed not ideal. Her vital signs are weak, her temperature continues to rise, her heart rate is racing, and her breathing is weak, which worries us very much."

The military doctor's brows tightened, he could feel Luo Jinyu's nervousness and expectation, but he knew that he had to make his words clear. He continued:

"I've done everything I can to treat Madame, but she's in a very fragile condition right now. If it continues, we're afraid we'll ...... I'm afraid it's hard to guarantee anything."

Luo Jinyu's face turned pale, and his hands trembled slightly.

He knew what the meddic's words meant, but he didn't dare to think about it.

"What else can we do? Is there any way to save her?" Look at the book

The military doctor looked at him, and his heart was also full of helplessness. He shook his head lightly and whispered:

"What we can do now is to try to alleviate Madame's pain and let her walk a little more peacefully. The rest is up to her own willpower."

Luo Jinyu was silent. His heart was heavy as if it had been weighed down by a boulder.

He couldn't come to terms with this reality.

Luo Jinyu took a deep breath and tried her best to calm down.

He glanced at his surroundings before finally settling his gaze on the medic. He calmly asked, "Doctor, is there really nothing you can do?"

When the military doctor heard this, he shook his head helplessly and said heavily, "General, I have done my best."

When Luo Jinyu heard this, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Luo Jinyu looked at Shu Zhihan with deep eyes, and the doubts and uneasiness in his heart were like a dark shadow, lingering.

His heart couldn't accept the fact that Shu Zhihan might really die.

He felt

The heart was like a knife, as if a hammer was constantly beating his heart, and he kept telling himself that it was just a nightmare and that as soon as he woke up, everything would be back to normal.

However, as time went on, Luo Jinyu had to face reality.

He began to recall the good times he spent with Shu Zhihan, those laughter, quarrels and sweet moments were like a sharp knife, piercing deep into his heart, he couldn't imagine life without her, he felt lonely, lost and helpless.

Every time she thought that Shu Zhihan might die, Luo Jinyu would tremble unconsciously.

His mind became confused, he didn't know how to face this cruel reality, and he began to feel anxious and uneasy, as if the whole world was working against him.

Although Luo Jinyu was full of fear and uneasiness in his heart, he knew that he could not give up.

The military doctor looked at Luo Jinyu's worried appearance, and he couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart.

He said in a deep voice, "General, I will go back and check the medical code to see if I can find any other way.

But, I'll be honest, it's not very hopeful."

A trace of pain and helplessness flashed across Luo Jinyu's face, and he nodded silently.

The military doctor looked at him, and his heart was a little unbearable, he knew that he could not be too optimistic, but he would not give up any possible hope, he took a deep breath.

Luo Jinyu looked at the back of the military doctor leaving, and his heart was full of gratitude and expectation.

He knew that this was their only hope now, and he could only pray that the military doctor would find a solution to the problem.

The medic returned to his tent, his face slightly tired, but the concentration and enthusiasm in his eyes undiminished.

He sat down and carefully took out a yellow-covered, slightly worn medical book from his medical bag.

This medical book is a treasure that he has been carrying with him since he joined the army.

He flipped through the heavy medical book, and the familiar paper and smell immediately filled his nose.

He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale this long-lost breath deep into his heart. Then, his eyes began to move carefully on the pages and sentences, each word, every sentence, like a lifeline, pulling him and guiding him into the deep sea of medicine.

He read so intently that all the voices of the outside world disappeared.

His world has been filled with those words, and his heart has been occupied by those medical theories.

Time passed quietly in his reading, and he did not notice the fall of night.

The sound of the changing of the guard outside, the neighing of the horses, was only a faint sound in his ears.

The medic stared intently, trying to carve every detail into his mind.

His gaze was like a sharp sword, breaking through layers of fog and going deep into the heart of the matter.

His eyes, like deep water, are full of wisdom and determination.

However, he also felt an indescribable exhaustion, a kind of spiritual exhaustion, stemming from the persistence of responsibility and the reverence for life.

His eyes, like two twinkling stars, are constantly searching for light in the darkness, although the light is faint, but firm and persistent. It's just that there is a trace of tiredness in that light that is hard to ignore.

The tiredness is like dew in the morning light, silently evaporating and melting into the air, leaving a faint trace.

The corners of his eyes began to flush slightly, the result of overuse of his eyes.

His eyelids also seemed to be carrying a heavy burden, constantly pressing down, as if seeking a moment of rest.

However, he can't rest, he has more work to do, he has more lives to protect.

This exhaustion, like a burning flame, crept into his body.

His fingers also began to tremble slightly, which was a sign of overwork.

His shoulders also began to ache, as a result of holding one position for a long time.

However, he knows that it is all worth it, because he is a military doctor and his duty is to protect life.

He took a deep breath, it was to relieve the fatigue in his eyes, but also to strengthen the conviction in his heart.

He knows that only by persevering can he see the light of hope, and only by not giving up can he see the dawn of victory.

After countless experiments and repeated deliberations, the military doctor finally found a way to treat Shu Zhihan.

Tired but full of joy, he walked to Shu Zhihan's bedside, his eyes full of respect for life and the pursuit of hope.

The military doctor hurried into Luo Jinyu's camp, his face shining with excitement.

He clutched some blades of grass in his hand, which he had obtained after flipping through ancient books and consulting herbs.

He has tried many methods, but none of them have succeeded. However, by chance, he discovered an ancient herbal formula that was said to have a powerful soothing effect.

The military doctor's breathing was a little rapid, and his gaze was directly locked on Luo Jinyu's body, as if announcing his discovery. He said excitedly, "I found it, I found a way to save my wife!" His voice was full of hope and ecstasy.

Luo Jinyu looked at the blade of grass in the hands of the military doctor, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart.

He saw the firmness and persistence in the eyes of the military doctor, a determination to save lives. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions, and then asked slowly, "Is this true? Are you sure?"

The medic nodded, his voice firm and powerful, "Yes, I've experimented with it many times, and it's a soothing herbal formula. I believe this will be the key to saving Madame." His eyes sparkled with conviction.

Luo Jinyu looked at the military doctor, and his heart was full of gratitude and respect. At this critical moment, he held the hand of the military doctor tightly, and his eyes showed deep gratitude.

Their eyes met, sharing this joy and hope.

In their hearts, a ray of hope has been ignited for Shu Zhihan's future.

They know that as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they will do whatever it takes to fight for it.

Luo Jinyu looked at Shu Zhihan on the bed, and when she knew that she was still saved, she was very happy.