Fang Pingying and Luo Zhiyong left the Police Station and when they returned to the shop, it was already dark. Qiu Lian and Luo Honglan, upon learning that Fang Pingying and Juzi had gone to see the doctor in the afternoon, had been out looking for them several times since they hadn’t come back. They were worried that something might have befallen them and were planning to wait a bit longer before going to the hospital to look for them. At the sight of Luo Zhiyong and Fang Pingying, and with Fang Pingying having some blood on her, looking somewhat disheveled, Luo Honglan cried out in alarm, "Sister-in-law, what happened? Why are you covered in this?" Seeing this, Qiu Lian also quickly pulled Fang Pingying towards the house, while asking, "Yeah, what happened? Why is Camp Chief Luo here, too? Pingying, you just said this morning that he wouldn’t be coming this week." "Something happened." After entering the house, Fang Pingying sighed, "Juzi miscarried." Both Qiu Lian and Luo Honglan were startled, asking in unison, "What happened? Wasn’t everything still fine when she left today?" Because it involved Bai Jing and Luo Zhiyong, Fang Pingying did not know how to explain. She just shook her head, "I’m tired, I’m going home first. We can go to the hospital to see Juzi together tomorrow." Seeing that Fang Pingying was indeed not in the best state of mind, they didn’t press her further, nodding, "Okay, you guys should head back early. We’ll take care of the shop. I’ll wait for you tomorrow, and then we can visit Juzi at the hospital together." Fang Pingying nodded and went home with Luo Zhiyong. As soon as Fang Pingying got home, she was deeply saddened by the thought that Juzi’s child was gone because of her; she laid on the sofa, not wanting to speak at all. Luo Zhiyong understood her feelings and didn’t bother her, just went into the kitchen to make some food. Not in the mood to cook, Luo Zhiyong simply boiled some noodles. After the noodles were ready, he brought them to the living room. Seeing that Fang Pingying was still unmoving, he also sat on the sofa and held Fang Pingying in a semi-embrace, his head gently resting on her hair, softly consoling, "Don’t think about it. Nobody wants this kind of thing to happen. It’s an accident." Fang Pingying also knew it was an accident, but she couldn’t get over it so easily, "If I hadn’t asked Juzi to accompany me to the hospital today, nothing would have happened. I am responsible for this." "No, it’s not your fault. If anyone is to blame, it’s me. I shouldn’t have allowed Bai Jing to misunderstand me," Luo Zhiyong said with a sigh. His heart was still pounding, thinking that if Fang Pingying had gone to the hospital alone today, the outcome might have been more than just losing the child. After all, Juzi managed to pull Fang Pingying back, losing the child but her life was not in danger. Fang Pingying felt that if you traced it back to the root, the trouble was indeed caused by Luo Zhiyong, but she also knew that there was nothing between Luo Zhiyong and Bai Jing. Should she blame him for being outstanding, for being in the thoughts of too many women? Although that could indeed be considered a sin, she didn’t know how to reproach him, yet still felt unbearable inside. She thought, if it had been her own child that was lost today, she didn’t know how her heart would shatter. Her child was just over a month old, while Juzi’s had been growing inside her for over three months. She didn’t know if Juzi would be able to accept it upon waking up. Just thinking about Huang Lin’s reactions at the hospital, she felt she couldn’t face Juzi. Thinking this, she sighed heavily in Luo Zhiyong’s arms, feeling even more troubled. Luo Zhiyong couldn’t do much, but tried to comfort her with the thought of the child in her belly, "No matter what, eat something first. Think about the little one in your stomach; it’s not even settled in yet." "Besides, none of this was your fault. You shouldn’t punish yourself for someone else’s mistake. Life goes on, and we need to move forward. Tomorrow, let’s visit Juzi together and apologize to his family. I believe they are all reasonable people." Even though she still felt miserable, Luo Zhiyong’s words were right—she couldn’t punish herself for someone else’s mistake. Furthermore, what’s done is done; feeling guilty couldn’t change the past. She nodded, sat up from Luo Zhiyong’s embrace, forced herself to eat something, washed up, and they both went to bed early. The next morning, Fang Pingying woke up early. Since she hadn’t been sleeping well, she quietly got up and started to dress, hoping to let Luo Zhiyong sleep a bit longer. The last few days had been busy with house matters, and she had thought to give him a break from running back and forth by staying at the courtyard. Little did she know another issue would arise. Luo Zhiyong usually woke up around this time anyway. Sensing her movements, he immediately opened his eyes. "Wife, where are you going? Why are you up so early?" "Did I wake you?" Fang Pingying, dressed now, sat halfway up on the bed. "I was thinking of heading to the market to buy an old hen to make chicken soup for Juzi. We could take it to him when we visit the hospital later." Upon hearing this, Luo Zhiyong quickly got out of bed. "You lie down; I’ll go buy it, and I’ll bring you breakfast as well." "You can go." Fang Pingying thought for a moment and then said, "But make sure to get an old hen; they’re more nutritious. Do you know how to pick one?" Luo Zhiyong had a general idea but wasn’t confident, so he said, "I’ll ask Hong Lan to come with me when I go to the shop later. She’s raised chickens at home, so she definitely knows how to choose." Fang Pingying saw that it was still early and the shop likely wasn’t busy yet, so she nodded at him. "Okay, and don’t forget to pick up breakfast for Sister-in-law Qiulin too." Afterward, she also reminded him, "Remember to tell Sister-in-law Qiulin that we will visit in the morning, and that she can visit the hospital with Hong Lan to see Juzi in the afternoon." After Luo Zhiyong left, Fang Pingying didn’t stay in bed either. She got up, cleaned the house, turned on the gas stove, and cooked some porridge in a small clay pot, adding some shredded pork. She also made a few flatbreads, planning to bring them to Huang Lin and Juzi at the hospital. She figured that with Juzi in the hospital last night, Huang Lin must have been by his side. By the time Luo Zhiyong came back with the chicken and dealt with the butchering, it was almost nine in the morning. Fang Pingying thought it was best not to delay any longer. Without tidying up the house, she took everything and went to visit Xiao Juzi in the hospital. When Fang Pingying and her company arrived at the hospital, both Huang Lin and Zeng Yueji were in Juzi’s ward. Huang Lin looked somewhat haggard, but much better than the day before. He greeted them with a nod, "Zhiyong, Sister-in-law." Fang Pingying nodded back and handed over the things she brought. "Have you had breakfast yet? Here’s some flatbread and chicken soup." Zeng Yueji had already brought them breakfast earlier, and while Huang Lin had eaten a bit, he accepted it, saying it was for Juzi to have some chicken soup. When Juzi, half-reclining in the hospital bed, saw Fang Pingying, she choked up and called out, "Sister-in-law." Seeing her in that state brought tears to Fang Pingying’s eyes as well. She approached and embraced her, soothing her, "It’s alright. You and Huang Lin are still young. Rest well and you can always try for another child later." "Yes, this silly girl. I’ve been telling her the same thing, but she just won’t listen," Zeng Yueji said, wiping away a tear secretly before turning back to continue consoling Juzi as if nothing was wrong. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)