The atmosphere in the room was becoming more and more tense, and everyone sat silently, their eyes full of vigilance and unease.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the windows shook slightly, causing the curtains to flutter with the wind.

There was silence in the room, except for the sound of the wind and the rustle of leaves outside the window.

Luo Jinyu felt a chill rush from his back to the top of his head, and he subconsciously clenched his hands.

He knew that at this time, he had to stay calm.

Luo Jinyu's gaze turned to Shu Zhihan, who was lying quietly on the bed, her face as pale as paper, and the sheets under her body had been stained red with blood.

He rushed over, his trembling fingers pressing against the wound on her shoulder, blood still flowing, soaking his palm.

At that moment, he only wished that he could bear the pain in her place.

However, he could do nothing but watch her bleed and listen to her faint breathing.

At this moment, he felt powerless like never before, as if the whole world was leaving him.

At this time, Shu Mu pushed the door and walked in, her face was unusually pale, her lips were closed, and she didn't say anything.

Her gaze fell directly on Shu Zhihan's body, and her eyes were full of grief and despair. Without pause, without hesitation, she walked straight to her daughter's bed.

Seeing the wounds on her daughter's body and the blood-stained sheets, Shu's mother's eyes suddenly moistened.

She reached out and gently stroked her daughter's cheek, her fingers running across her cheeks.

Her tears kept sliding down her daughter's face and mingling with her tears.

At this moment, the room fell silent again.

Only Shu's mother's crying and Shu Zhihan's faint breathing were intertwined, as if it was a sad elegy.

Luo Jinyu stood silently aside, his heart was like a knife, but he couldn't do anything. He could only watch Shu's mother cry for her daughter and feel heartache for her daughter's pain.

Luo Jinyu didn't know what he should say, he just stood aside silently, watching Shu's mother's tears keep flowing.

Her tears, like beads with broken threads, slipped down one by one, dripping onto the sheets, intertwined with her daughter's blood.

Luo Jinyu's heart was full of pain and helplessness, he could only watch all this happen, but there was nothing he could do.

Shu's mother's tone trembled a little, she looked at Luo Jinyu, and said softly, "You go out first." ”

Her voice was weak, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

Luo Jinyu nodded and walked out of the room silently.

He closed the door softly, but it seemed to cut him off from everything in the room.

He stood alone outside the door, listening to the sound of crying and breathing in the room, and his heart was like a knife.

Shu Mu glanced at the door and confirmed that Luo Jinyu had left, and she slowly turned her head to look at Shu Zhihan.

Her daughter's cheeks were as pale as snow, and under her slightly trembling eyelashes, those eyes that had once been smart were closed.

Shu Mu gently stroked her cheeks, and the cold touch from her fingertips made her heart twist.

Tears welled up in Shumu's eyes again, and she choked up and said softly: "Han'er, if you have to be strong, you will definitely be fine." ”

Her voice carried endless tenderness and firmness, as if she wanted to transmit all her strength to her daughter.

At that moment, Shu's mother's maternal love poured out like a tide, wrapping the pain and helplessness tightly in her heart.

She prayed silently, hoping that the heavens would hear her prayer and let her daughter survive this ordeal safely.

Looking at her closed eyes, Shu Mu reached out and took out a dagger from her sleeve and gently untied her clothes.

Her movements are gentle and firm, as if performing a sacred ritual.

The dagger glistened in the light, and she took a deep breath and pressed the blade close to her skin.

Her heartbeat echoed in the silence, each beating like a drumbeat that struck her courage.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, but she still held the hilt firmly.

At this moment, she is no longer a mother, but a warrior who is willing to give everything for her daughter.

Her tears slid down the blade, making contact with the cold metal, emitting a faint warmth.

At this moment, her heart was filled with endless grief and determination, as if she wanted to condense all her strength on the blade.

She slowly pressed herself close to her daughter's wound, the dagger slashing lightly across her skin, blood gushing out.

The blood from Shu's mother's heart gushed out and flowed on Shu Zhihan's heart.

At this moment, as if all the pain was condensed at this point, Shu's mother's tears fell on her daughter's wound and mixed with her blood, forming an indescribable sadness.

She gently wiped her daughter's cheek with the hem of her dress, trying to wipe away the pain and helplessness.

Her tears kept sliding down, staining her clothes red, but they couldn't hide the brilliance of her mother's love. At that moment, she seemed to be praying for her daughter with her life, hoping that she would be able to survive this catastrophe safely.

Shu Mu's face became more and more pale, as if all the blood had been drawn out of her body.

Her hands were tightly gripping Shu Zhihan's hand, and her knuckles were turning pale from overexertion.

Gradually, however, her strength seemed to be running out, and her hand began to tremble slightly, slipping feebly.

Luo Jinyu heard movement outside the door, slammed open the door and rushed in.

He saw Shu's mother slumped on the side of the bed, and next to her was Shu Zhihan, whose face was pale.

He hurried to them, but saw a palpitating scene: Shu's mother's clothes were soaked with blood, and the blood was slowly flowing to Shu Zhihan's heart.

He was shocked in his heart, hurriedly picked up Shu's mother, and called her name loudly.

However, Shu's mother's eyes had begun to become hollow, she smiled softly, and said with her last strength: "Han'er, mother is here." With that, her hand hung down weakly and she passed away.

Luo Jinyu stretched her fingers to the end of Shu's mother's nose and probed her breath.

He felt a faint breath, but like a candle in the wind, it was crumbling.

His heart sank suddenly, and the corners of his eyes moistened unconsciously. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil inside.

The world in his eyes seemed to stand still at this moment, only him and Shu's mother, and that persistent maternal love.

At this moment, he is no longer a spectator, but an immersive participant. He felt the greatness and tragedy of that mother's love, and also realized the fragility and impermanence of life.

Shu Mu held on to the last trace of breath, she used all her strength, grabbed Luo Jinyu's hand tightly, and said dying: "Please, take care of her, protect her." ”

Her voice was weak but firm, as if she wanted to pin all her hopes on Luo Jinyu.

Her eyes were full of distress for her daughter, and tears couldn't help but slide down her cheeks, intertwined with blood, and she couldn't tell each other.

The corners of Luo Jinyu's eyes moistened, he held Shu Mu's hand tightly, and choked up: "Don't worry, I will." ”

At this moment, he is no longer a bystander, but has become the object of Shu's mother's trust and entrustment.

He felt the greatness and tragedy of that mother's love, and also realized the fragility and impermanence of life.

He silently swore that he would do his best to take care of and protect Shu Zhihan, so that she would not be harmed in any way in the future.

Shu Mu said again: "Keep ...... Exert oneself...... Green Lotus ......"

Her voice grew weaker and weaker, as if every breath required all her strength.

Luo Jinyu held her hand tightly, wanting to transfer his strength to her.

He looked at Shu's mother's painful expression, and couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. He knew that Shu's mother was wrestling with death, and she was unwilling to give up any hope of life for the sake of her daughter.

He prayed silently, hoping that God would give Shu Mu the strength to get through this hurdle.

In Shumu's ear, he said softly: "I will, I will try my best to keep them, you must be strong." ”

After speaking, he turned his gaze to Shu Zhihan, looking at her pale and serene face, but he knew very well in his heart that Shu's mother was already powerless.

Luo Jinyu helped Shu's mother up and let her lean on the side of the bed.

Meng Haowen walked into the room quickly, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his face suddenly became very solemn.

He stepped forward and worked with Luo Jinyu to stabilize Shu's mother's body, and the atmosphere in the room was extremely tense, as if even the air had frozen.

They didn't notice that there was also a green lotus coming in behind Meng Haowen.

Green Lotus's eyes were full of worry and anxiety, and when she saw Shu's mother's situation, she couldn't help but shed tears.

She silently walked to the side of the bed and gently held Shu's mother's hand, as if she wanted to transfer her strength to her.

Finally, Green Lotus couldn't control herself, and cried loudly, shouting, "Mother! ”

Her voice was filled with endless sadness and helplessness, as if to vent all her emotions.

Her tears slid down Shu's mother's cheeks, intertwined with the blood, and she couldn't tell each other.

At this moment, Green Lotus is no longer the strong, independent girl, but an orphan who has lost her mother. She hugged Shu's mother tightly, as if she wanted to inject her own life into her and make her rejuvenated.

Shu's mother seemed to hear the cry from her daughter, and she opened her eyes and looked hard at the green lotus.

Her eyes were full of love and reluctance for her daughter, and tears slid down her cheeks, intertwined with blood, and she couldn't tell each other.

She used all her strength, grabbed Lu He's hand tightly, and choked up, "Okay...... Alive......"

Her voice grew weaker and weaker, as if every breath required all her strength.

Midori held her hand tightly, wanting to transfer his power to her.

Looking at Shu's mother's painful expression, I couldn't help but feel a pain in my heart.

Green Lotus quickly picked up the dagger in her hand, but this action was stopped by Shu's mother, she shook her head vigorously, smiled and then her arm fell to the ground suddenly, and her eyes were suddenly closed.