Stars In His Eyes
Chapter 928: Miscarriage

Chapter 928: Chapter 928: Miscarriage

He Dongxue’s words left everyone speechless.

Such a blow was too cruel for anyone to bear.

He Zhilan had accompanied old Master Gu on his last journey, yet paid a painful price—it was for this long-awaited child, yet it left on the same day as old Master Gu.

When He Teng arrived at the hospital, it was already past eleven at night. By the time he got there, He Zhilan had already awoken, but she either lay continuously crying in her hospital bed or just lay there silently, unresponsive, no matter what Lin Chan, Bian Muhe, and He Dongxue said to her.

"He Teng." Seeing He Teng come in, Bian Muhe approached and apologized, "I’m sorry, if I hadn’t persuaded her to see old Master one last time, none of this would have happened."

He Teng looked towards the person on the bed without responding and slowly walked over.

"She’s been awake for two hours, but she just stays silent, as if she can’t hear us speaking. Please, try to talk some sense into her." Bian Muhe sighed, called Lin Chan and He Dongxue out of the ward, and left the space for the couple alone.

The door closed, and the silence inside the sickroom was almost frightening.

"Zhilan~" He Teng sat on the edge of the bed, reached out, gently touched He Zhilan’s face, and called again, "Zhilan~"

Only then did He Zhilan react. Her movements slow, she lifted her head and looked up at He Teng, her unfocused gaze gradually focusing on his face.

Suddenly, she threw herself into He Teng’s arms and wept uncontrollably.

"Brother, I’m sorry! It’s my fault. I failed to protect our child~ It was so small, only inside me for a mere forty-some days, and then it left~ Brother, our child is gone, never to return~ I had waited so long for it, it finally came, but due to my negligence, left again~ Brother, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."

He Zhilan repeated the word ’sorry’ incessantly as if possessed, her guilt and heartache, her tears, were simply not enough to vent all the hurt inside her.

"Zhilan, don’t blame yourself. We’re still young. Once you’ve recovered, we can try again."

How could He Teng not feel pain?

He hadn’t said it out loud, but he truly, earnestly yearned for a child. Yet that longing was not as strong as his wish for He Zhilan to be safe.

If he could only choose one, he wished for He Zhilan to be well.

Now that the child was gone, he wished even more for He Zhilan to be well.

He Teng also blamed himself. If he had accompanied He Zhilan to the capital this time, perhaps things wouldn’t have turned out this way.

If he had been more attentive, remembered He Zhilan’s menstrual cycle, perhaps he would have discovered her pregnancy sooner.

The devastating loss of the child, He Zhilan’s injury—it was all his failure as a husband.

"It’s my fault, I am so foolish. The child was inside me, yet I was unaware until it was about to leave. I felt it slowly slipping away from my body. Brother, I failed to protect it. I am incompetent, not a good mother. The child will never come back. It will blame me, resent me."

He Zhilan shook her head, "I had sworn in my heart that once I had a child, I would protect them well, not let them be bullied, not let them be taken away by bad people, and give them the best of everything I could provide! But in the end, I couldn’t even give them a chance to see this world."