After Losing His Pregnant Wife, the Living King of Hell Went Mad

"Please... Zhenyun, save our baby..." My voice was faint over the phone, and the agonizing pain in my abdomen was nearly making me pass out. "The vehicle request doesn't comply with regulations. Denied." Lu Zhenyun's voice was ice-cold, without a trace of warmth. "Xu Nian'an, stop letting these things interfere with my work." He hung up without a second thought. The blood beneath me soaked the sheets in the barracks. I lost the baby, and my heart died with it. Later, I slapped the divorce papers in his face myself. Looking at the shock on the battle-hardened officer's face, I found the whole thing utterly laughable. 1 "The patient is hemorrhaging! We have to..."