For a woman, being unable to bear children is one of the greatest tragedies in life.
Although Lin Lan usually didn't regard herself as a typical woman, she was still a woman, and she too dreamt of one day getting married and having children.
The mere thought of her uterus and ovaries having suffered severe damage, and the possibility of losing her fertility, caused her heart to sink abruptly, as if she had fallen into an ice pit. Her gaze towards Luo Ziling instantly dimmed, and then a tear rolled out from the corner of her eye.
She couldn't control the surge of sadness and closed her eyes in resignation.
Seeing her like this, Luo Ziling was somewhat surprised; he had originally thought that Lin Lan wouldn't be so fragile.
He sat back down on the bed, took Lin Lan's hand, holding both of her hands in his palms, then reached out to gently tidy her disheveled hair. As Lin Lan opened her eyes again, he smiled and said, "Did you let me finish what I was saying?"
