Luo Jinyu sat beside Shu Zhihan's bed, his eyes full of tenderness and concern.
He looked at her, his eyes seeming to say: "How are you now? Wake up quickly."
He gently held her hand, which was cold and slender, like a leaf that was about to wither.
Luo Jinyu's fingers gently touched the back of her hand. The gentle touch was like a breeze blowing on the surface of the lake, causing ripples in the lake of her heart.
He whispered: "Zhihan, I will always be here to accompany you."
His voice is gentle and low, making people feel extremely reassured and comfortable.
Miyue walked into the room carrying the food, and she shouted softly: "General, let's eat something first."
At this time, Luo Jinyu had no appetite at all, so he shook his head and said, "No need."
"General, you'd better eat some. Think about it, 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 when Shu Zhihan woke up and found that he was exhausted.
Miyue's words were full of care and worry.
She knew that Luo Jinyu really loved Shu Zhihan, and she didn't want him to collapse from exhaustion before Shu Zhihan woke up. She hoped that he could stay healthy so that he could take better care of Shu Zhihan.
Mi Yue's words also made Luo Jinyu feel a little warm.
He knew that what Mi Yue said did make sense, and he turned to look at Shu Zhihan on the bed.
Luo Jinyu stood up slowly, his eyes turning from the moonlight outside the window to the food on the table.
His steps were steady and powerful, each step seemed to be accurately measured and judged. His body leaned forward slightly, as if being pulled by an invisible force, towards the table filled with delicious food.
His fingers tightened slightly, and then relaxed again, as if he was carefully feeling the temperature of his palms.
His eyes slowly wandered over the food on the table, like a fine carving knife, leaving deep marks on each dish.
He saw the steaming soup, smelled the rich aroma, and heard the growl from his stomach.
He smiled slightly and thought to himself, it turned out that he was really hungry.
Then he sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and began to enjoy the sumptuous meal.
Luo Jinyu stuffed mouthfuls of food into his mouth. He didn't seem to know what the taste was, and just wanted to fill his stomach.
However, before he finished eating, a subtle movement came from the direction of the bed behind him. He turned his head and found 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 trace of confusion in her eyes, and it was obvious that she had not fully regained consciousness.
He hurriedly ran over, knelt beside her bed, held her hands tightly with both hands, and asked about her situation with concern.
"Zhihan, how are you? Do you feel better?" His voice was full of worry and nervousness.
Shu Zhihan nodded slightly, but her lips were pale and she was obviously still a little weak.
Luo Jinyu's heart tightened and he took a deep breath to calm down his emotions. He knew that he needed to stay calm now.
He gently stroked Zhihan's hand and said softly: "Zhihan, tell me if you feel uncomfortable." His eyes were firm and warm, conveying his deep love for her.
"I..." Shu Zhihan hesitated, she didn't know how to express her current situation.
Her body seemed to have been hollowed out, empty and weak. Her hands caressed her belly involuntarily, as if trying to comfort the hollow inside.
Her hands were cold, just like her heart at the moment.
It was a kind of deep exhaustion, a kind of exhaustion from the inside out. Her body was shaking slightly, not because of cold, but because of weakness.
Her eyes looked helplessly at Luo Jinyu. There was no life there, only endless exhaustion and emptiness.
Her lips were slightly open, as if she was calling something, but there was no sound. Her face was as pale as paper, as if all the blood had been taken away, leaving only this empty body.
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. She wanted to find a kind of strength to support herself, but found that she no longer had that strength.
Her hand was still stroking her belly, and the feeling of emptiness became stronger and stronger. Her heart was also empty, as if it had been torn apart by something. She wanted to find a kind of comfort, but found that she no longer had that feeling. kind of comfort. .
Her hand was still stroking her belly, 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 and tried hard to make a sound. Her throat felt like it had been rubbed 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. She looked at Luo Jinyu, the man who was as calm as a stone in her heart. She knew that he must know the situation of her child.
Shu Zhihan swallowed and tried to squeeze the sound out of her dry throat.
"Husband, what's wrong with my child?" Her voice was like broken strings, intermittent, but full of a mother's anxiety and expectation.
She stared closely at Luo Jinyu's eyes, as if she wanted to read information about her child from his eyes.
Luo Jinyu looked at her, a flash of pain in his eyes. He knew that he couldn't lie to Shu Zhihan.
He was silent for a moment. Shu Zhihan looked at the pain and guilt on his face and knew that he was making a difficult choice.
She gently held his hand, trying to give him some comfort.
"Husband," she called him softly, "just tell me, I can bear it."
Luo Jinyu slowly raised his head and looked at Shu Zhihan, with tears in his eyes. He gently held her hand and said in a hoarse voice: "The child...is no longer here."
Shu Zhihan tried her best to sit up and sat in the empty room, her face pale and her eyes revealing deep sadness.
She bit her lip tightly, as if trying to suppress her pain, but tears continued to fall from the corners of her eyes. Her hands were clenched into fists, and her knuckles turned white from excessive exertion.
Her heart was filled with endless sorrow, as if someone had stabbed it deeply with a knife.
It was her child, the child she had waited for so long, the child that had stirred happily in her belly, and now it was no more.
The loss and despair, the helplessness and loneliness made her feel an indescribable pain.
Her thoughts drifted back to the days when the cute little life was still in her belly, and when she felt his presence, the maternal love surged from the bottom of her heart and could not be suppressed.
She thought of every fetal movement, every hiccup in her belly, every quiet night and vibrant day.
She thought of her fantasies about the future, those days of happiness, warmth, and love, now all out of reach.
Shu Zhihan's tears kept falling, her heart was hurting, and her soul was trembling.
She felt that her heart had been hollowed out, and the loss and helplessness made her unable to extricate herself. The 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 dizzy, and her body began to collapse weakly.
She tried to struggle, but she could no longer control her body. Her vision began to blur and her heartbeat became extremely fast.
Luo Jinyu was keenly aware of Shu Zhihan's discomfort. He immediately stood up and shouted: "Go to the military doctor quickly!"
The soldiers outside the door immediately took action, and some ran out to look for military doctors. Luo Jinyu nervously held Shu Zhihan's hand, her eyes full of worry and anxiety.
hour
Time seemed to slow down extremely slowly, and every second seemed extremely long.
Shu Zhihan's consciousness gradually blurred, and she felt as if she had fallen into an endless darkness. She tried hard to stay awake, but she couldn't control her thoughts.
Suddenly, a burst of pain came, and Shu Zhihan felt her body being shaken violently.
She tried to open her eyes and saw Luo Jinyu's anxious face. He was calling her name loudly, trying to wake her up.
Shu Zhihan tried hard to respond to him, but she no longer had the strength to speak.
She felt her body being picked up and started to move, her heart beating faster, and she tried to keep breathing, hoping to recover as soon as possible.
Soon after, the sound of horse hooves came, and Shu Zhihan felt herself being put on the horse's back.
Luo Jinyu hugged her tightly, his eyes never leaving her face. He kept calling her name, giving her encouragement and strength.
Luo Jinyu glanced at Shu Zhihan. Her face was pale and her body was shaking. She was obviously in unbearable pain. He knew that the military doctor had returned to the main camp, but waiting for him to come would probably take a lot of time. He decided not to wait any longer. He held Shu Zhihan with one hand to help her stand up, and held the reins tightly with the other hand, preparing to take her directly to the camp.
Their horses quickly left the spot, their hooves making a dull echo on the solid ground.
Shu Zhihan bit her lower lip to prevent herself from making a sound. She knew that Luo Jinyu was worried about her safety.
Luo Jinyu was always paying attention to Shu Zhihan's condition, observing 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 just a slight frown. Her fingers were groping unconsciously, as if looking for some non-existent comfort.
He asked with concern, but Shu Zhihan just glanced at him tiredly and said nothing.
Luo Jinyu's heart was filled with worry.
