Lu Xingzhi reached out and touched Jiang Yao's lower abdomen. He gently pressed his face against hers and said softly, "I'm thankful he's still here."
Jiang Yao was aware that Lu Xingzhi admitted to feeling a little terrified due to what had occurred to his fellow soldiers. How much pain would she and Lu Xingzhi be experiencing if she did not have access to the medical system?
They had been waiting for a long time—a surprise gift from heaven. They had been trying to be careful, but their dream could have been taken away. The pain was heart-wrenching.
Therefore, he was glad that their child was alive and well.
"He will grow up healthy in my stomach and grow up well in the future."
His action warmed Jiang Yao's heart. She caressed Lu Xingzhi's chin with her outstretched hand. "We will take good care of him."
Lu Xingzhi held Jiang Yao's hand and did not say anything.
He thought, 'Yes, I will.' He would protect her and the child well.