Sweet Wife in My Arms

Inside, several of the injured people were pushed into the operating room. As for the others, their conditions were not serious with only minor injuries, or no injuries.

Su Qingdong and Zhu Xianglan hurriedly rushed inside the hospital while people from the Ye family also came. Ye Jianguo was naturally anxious. He stood up from time to time and was very worried about Sun Yuhan inside. They still did not know what exactly happened and how it started. There were no results yet from the police investigation. The most important thing now was that the people were okay.

"Dad, don't worry, it's going to be alright."

Ye Chuji comforted Ye Jianguo. Although he did not like his sister's daughter, he could not disregard his father. Whereas he himself discovered that his heart was indeed cold. He actually was not even very worried.

The child that his sister gave birth to was completely different from her. He just could not muster any close and cordial feelings. Moreover, in addition to Ye Jianguo blindly taking her side, he had cast his own grandsons aside, scolding and ignoring them every day or threatening to beat or kill them.

The empire that he toiled so hard for and guarding day and night only to leave it to someone with a different family name in the end. To tell the truth, he was not very willing, not because of the issue with the inheritance. But it was because of Ye Jianguo's unfairness. He was really biased.

The door of the operating room suddenly opened, and a nurse hurriedly walked out. Ye Jianguo also gave a cry and stood up straight. The insides of his palms were filled with cold sweat.

"Who is Su Muran's family?" The nurse hurriedly asked. Once he heard Su Muran's name, Ye Jianguo sat down again. It was not his granddaughter. It was another family's business whether she was dead or alive.

"I am." Su Qingdong hurriedly stood up and said, "I am Su Muran's father."

"That's good." The nurse said again, "Miss Su is of a rare Rh-negative AB blood type. Our hospital does not have this type of blood in the blood bank. You have to immediately go for a blood test."

The nurse had thought that since they were father and daughter, the daughter was of this type and so the father should also be.

The color on Su Qingdong's face rapidly drained. He was not of the Rh-negative AB blood type. Su Muran's blood type was very strange, which was completely different from his and Zhu Xianglan's.

But this was not to say that Su Muran was not a child of the Su family and not a daughter of Su Qingdong. She was indeed the Su family's daughter because her blood type was exactly the same as that of the late esteemed mother Su.

And such blood types had a low probability of genetic hereditary. It was the Su family's recessive gene.

"I'm not..." Su Qingdong licked his dry lips.

"What are you not?" The nurse was getting impatient because they needed to save the person's life inside. Was he the biological father? It was not as if they were going to drain his blood completely. They just needed to draw one unit and it would be enough to save a life.

"I'm not of that kind of blood type." Su Qingdong said with much difficulty. His throat felt like it was choked up. The air went in from the back pipe, and then it was blocked in that place.

He was not and he could not save her. He was unable to save her.

He was a father. If he could, it would not matter even if he drew all the blood in his body. But he was not. He was not of this blood type.

"So, what can we do?" The nurse was also a little anxious as she asked, "Is her mother not of the same blood type too?"

Su Qingdong stared blankly for a moment and then nodded, "She's not as well."

"We have to find another way." The nurse anxiously went to the hospital side to discuss and see where they could transfer such a blood type over. But this blood type was too rare. And it just so happened today that there was no such matching blood type.

Su Qingdong sat down powerlessly. Suddenly Yan Huan's words which she had once said beside his ear, rang out in his mind. The words which sounded like a curse.

"Mr. Su, are you so sure that your daughter's illness is really cured, and she won't have a relapse, that she no longer needs bone marrow, and she also doesn't need blood?"

He did not take it to heart at the time. But now as he recalled, there was a fear that was taking over his entire body bit by bit. The feeling of being stung by the cold almost enveloped his whole heart.

Blood, yes, blood.

He hurriedly took out his cell phone and found a string of numbers inside. Originally this string of numbers were deleted by him, but he also did not know why he kept them in the end.

But his fingers were unable to press the number the whole time.

Even if he did look for the person, would this person save his daughter?

Would the person answer his call?

He basically had no answer for this. He could not guess what was on the woman's mind and he also could not understand her thinking inside her heart. But now, he had no other way except for her.

No, there was still another way. He could call another person.

He suddenly put down his cell phone and found another number now.

"Secretary Wu, you need to help me contact those people who gave my daughter blood transfusions before and see if you can still contact them. I will buy their blood at a high price."

Yes, Yan Huan was not the only person in the world with this blood type. There were other people who also had it. Yan Huan might not want to donate, but other people would. As long as he had money, then he did not have to worry about not being to buy blood.

He put his cell phone on his lap. Time crawled when one was wretched as he was, waiting anxiously. He never felt that time would pass so slowly. It was so slow that he almost counted the time, counted the minutes, counted the seconds.

Soon after, his cell phone rang and because he was so nervous, he nearly dropped his phone to the floor.

He hurriedly picked up the cell phone and placed it by his ear. His face could not help but show some joy. Was the blood found?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Su. I've just looked up the people. They're currently not in the Sea City and unable to rush over as they were not nearby."

Su Qingdong firmly gripped his cell phone. He gritted his teeth and then located the cell phone number which he almost did not want to see. His fingers clenched, and then loosened. After he loosened, he clenched his hands again.

Then he pressed the call key once and waited for the line on the other end to get through.

Soon after, the ringtone stopped, but his heart started to rapidly beat. It looked like the call had been picked up. No, it had been picked up. It was really picked up, but he was beginning to be afraid and also starting to feel nervous. His palms were sweaty, and he could hardly hold the cell phone.

"Who's this?"

The voice that came from the other end of the line was not Yan Huan's voice because it was not a woman's voice but that of a man.

"I....." He licked the corners of his dry lips and said, "I'm looking for someone named Yan Huan."

"Why are you looking for her?" Lu Yi asked calmly and also lowered his voice. He bowed his head and gently caressed Yan Huan's hair with one hand. She was asleep and was sleeping soundly now. Perhaps it was because she was too tired. Filming was not like other things. It was indeed quite exhausting.

There was no reply on the other end all this time. Lu Yi brought the cell phone to his face and then stared at the incoming call number.

The number was very familiar. It seemed he had seen it somewhere.