"The baby…" Yang Ning placed a trembling hand on her abdomen and whispered, her eyes widening in panic. Memories of being pushed to the ground and the sword cutting through her shoulder, flashed in her mind. "What about our baby?"
Fear gripped her as she remembered the attack, her breathing becoming ragged as the worst thoughts crossed her mind. Tears welled up in her eyes once more.
Zheng Liang immediately sensed her fear, quickly taking her hand in his and squeezing it gently. "Yang Ning, listen to me," he said softly, his voice filled with reassurance. "Our baby is fine. Master Jiang made sure of it."
Her breath caught, and she looked up at him, her tears blurring her vision. "Really? The baby is… okay?"
Zheng Liang nodded, his voice both firm and soothing. "Yes, the baby is safe," he reassured her. "Even though you were unconscious, our child remained unharmed. I promise you, everything is fine."
