Suddenly, colorful fireworks appeared in the sky, coming from the direction of the city. Only then did she realize that it was New Year's Eve and she was still in an unknown village. It seemed that she was destined to spend this New Year's Eve alone. But fortunately, there was still some noise to dispel her fear, and she continued to grope her way forward in the dark, guided by her senses.

Having not eaten all night, her strength was gradually being worn away. Fu Hange didn't know how long she had been walking; the road seemed to have no end. She walked from darkness to dawn, the barking of dogs gradually fading from its initial intensity to a quiet stillness. The clouds on the horizon were gradually receding, and the sun was still struggling to peek out. In the morning light, she could now vaguely see the road ahead.

However, due to a lack of energy replenishment, her body gradually became exhausted. Just as she reached a deep ditch ahead, she lost her footing and fell. Instinctively, she protected her abdomen, trying to avoid impact with the obstacle. After a dizzying sensation, she felt a thick, bloody liquid flowing from the upper right corner of her head.

She longed to see Gu Yuan again, but wondered if she would ever have the chance. Tears mingled with blood, creating a poignant scene. A sharp pain shot through her abdomen, and something hot seeped from between her legs. She finally realized that no matter how hard she tried to save her child, she couldn't defy fate.

Fu Hange's consciousness gradually faded, and she was plunged into endless darkness...

She didn't know how much time had passed, but in her dazed state, she seemed to feel a pair of strong hands pulling her out of the cold ravine. She grasped at this last straw, desperately murmuring, "Gu Yuan... Gu Yuan..."

"I'm here," a firm and powerful voice rang out.

Unfortunately, the woman beneath him could no longer hear him, and her mind was in turmoil once more.

"No!" Fu Hange woke up with a start from her dream and sat up abruptly.

Her head was throbbing, and Fu Hange held it as she recalled recent events.

As if something was ringing, she quickly touched her stomach, and fear swept over her again. Just then, Gu Yuan walked in, the millet porridge he was carrying still steaming.

Fu Hange grabbed his hand and asked, "Where is my child?"

“Dead.” Gu Yuan said coldly.

Dead? No! She would never believe it, but the pain in her abdomen was so real. She hunched over, her hand on her lower abdomen, her brow furrowed.

Gu Yuan couldn't stand it anymore and put down the millet porridge: "Stop pretending, you're not pregnant at all, you're just having your period."

Not pregnant?! Could there be any more shocking news than this?

Filled with questions, she asked Gu Yuan, "But I clearly... I clearly felt..."

Gu Yuan didn't say anything more. There were only the two of them in the private ward, and he casually found a seat to sit down. Because of the urgency of the matter, he had no choice but to carry Fu Hange to a nearby clinic. He had paid a high price for this ward, and it was the only one available. Finding such a hospital in such a small village was already a blessing from heaven.

Bai Xin hadn't left yet when he received Fu Hange's call. He vaguely heard a shout, followed by a loud bang, and then the call wouldn't go through. A bad feeling washed over him. He immediately abandoned Bai Xin and frantically searched for Fu Hange's phone's last location, chasing after her. But there were too many roads, and he circled around several times before finally pulling her out of a deep ditch. When he saw her covered in blood, he felt an indescribable rage. He had only one thought in his mind: to find out who was behind this.