Sweet Wife in My Arms

Meanwhile, Yan Huan was a bit anemic. Thus, her blood pressure would be very low sometimes. She could not react to it as she was feeling dizzy.

"My head is spinning..." She closed her eyes. She felt so dizzy to the point whereby she had the urge to cry.

Lu Yi was shocked. He quickly helped her up and placed his hand on her forehead.

"I'm dizzy."

Suddenly, Yan Huan started to cry like a young kid.

"I'm dizzy, I'm dizzy," she shook her head continuously. She was really feeling faint; it was really painful.

"No worries, I will send you to the hospital," Lu Yi picked her up immediately. He was worried that she might have hurt her head during the fall just now.

Upon reaching the hospital, she had to go through a series of examinations. Fortunately, her brain was absolutely fine. It was probably her low blood glucose level which caused her to feel dizzy all of a sudden. However, thank goodness, it was not as severe as he thought it would be.

Lu Yi came into the room and saw Yan Huan, who was lying down on the hospital bed. She originally had a very fair complexion. At this moment, it felt as if she was as pale as the white bed sheets. It almost seemed as if she was drained of blood.

What was the point for her to be reborn again? Was it to seek vengeance or was it to alter her fate once again? However, Lu Yi felt that her purpose was to save his life.

After all these attempts, it was as if she had been drained of all her blood.

He walked over to the bed and sat down. He then rested his hand on her face. No wonder she could not gain weight. She had been losing blood again and again. How was it possible for her to gain weight?

She had been selling her blood in her past life. Why? Did she have to do it again in her present life?

Yan Huan opened her eyes gradually. All she saw was a blinding white. She hated this shade of white, and rejected it instinctively.

"What's wrong? Do you feel uncomfortable?" Lu Yi stroked her forehead and realized that she had been sweating. Was she feeling unwell again?

Yan Huan shook her head again. She suddenly felt heavy-hearted; it was painful.

"I want to go home."

"Okay, let's go home."

Lu Yi stood up again. He asked the doctor whether Yan Huan could be discharged. After gaining permission from the doctor, Lu Yi brought Yan Huan out of the hospital.

"I don't want to go to the Classical Garden," Yan Huan sniffled. "Do not let grandfather worry about me."

Although that old man had a sharp tongue, he was kind-hearted. She did not want the old man to worry about her, as she was fine. Besides, she did not fake it. She did feel dizzy and was still feeling terrible.

Lu Yi steered the car into another direction. He did not head to the Classical Garden; instead, they were headed to the place where they used to stay.

"Okay, we are home."

Lu Yi helped Yan Huan lay down on the bed, and pulled the quilt up to her chin. Then, he touched her forehead. Why is she still sweating?

"I want milk," Yan Huan pouted, as she was thirsty.

"I'll pour some for you."

Lu Yi stood up and walked to the kitchen. He took out a bottle of milk from the fridge and poured it into a little pot to heat it up. Soon, he entered the room again, but Yan Huan was already fast asleep.

He walked over and patted Yan Huan's face gently.

"Huanhuan, drink some milk. You can go back to sleep after finishing it."

The doctors had told her to drink more water, but she did not want to. She insisted on drinking milk. Forget it. If she wants to drink milk, then milk it is. At least there is water in the milk.

"I don't want to," Yan Huan shook her head. She did not want to drink the milk. She did not want to drink anything at all.

"Huanhuan..." Lu Yi reached out his hand to pat her face once again. "Wake up."

Finally, Yan Huan opened her eyes, but she burst into tears once she saw Lu Yi. She wrapped her arms around Lu Yi's neck and burrowed her face into his chest.

"Lu Yi, Lu Yi..."

"Yes, don't cry. I'm here," Lu Yi embraced the woman tightly. His fingers could almost touch her bones. She was really thin. She was even thinner and more pitiable than before.

Why isn't she gaining weight?

"Lu Yi, why did you lie to me? Yan Huan whispered. Perhaps she was not even sure whether she was still in her dreams or in reality. All that she knew was that at this point of time, the person who was hugging her felt warm, alive, and real.

Lu Yi stroked her hair gently. No matter what I have lied about, I must have done it without malice or intention to cause you harm.

He would never lie to Yan Huan. Even if he did, he just did not want her to get hurt.

"You lied to me, you lied, you..." Yan Huan uttered those words repetitively. Meanwhile, this liar did not know whose heart he had hurt.

"You lied to me." Her eyelashes drooped a little. It was soaked in tears, and thus had become rather heavy. She could not open her eyes.

"You lied to me," she sniffled.

"You lied to me..." There was sleepiness in her voice, but she was still uttering the same sentence.

"You lied to me. I am infertile, not you."

"I am actually infertile..."

Lu Yi was stunned. His fingers, which were on her back, were clenched tightly into a fist, to the point that his fingernails were digging into his palm.

He tucked Yan Huan in gently and cautiously, while Yan Huan turned over and continued to sleep on her side. She was protecting herself instinctively.

Lu Yi came out of the room once again. However, his eyes were pervaded with a layer of frost, which made him looked cold. He took out his phone and called the military hospital without any concerns about the time now.

"I want to look for Military Doctor Lee." He went to the balcony and allowed the chilly wind to blow at him, as if the wind was peeling something off layer by layer, revealing the wounds inside that had already scabbed over.

It then tore off, allowing fresh blood to flow down his skin; allowing it to be exposed to the air and being battled by the wind and rain. In the end, the wounds had failed to recover, even after such a long time.

"You told her about it?" Lu Yi asked Military Doctor Lee. "I've told you to keep this matter confidential, right? Why does she know about it?"

Military Doctor Lee felt a little awkward at the other end of the phone. "I thought you were dead at that time, so I told her when she asked me about this. Who would have known that you are still alive? Lu Yi, just tell me, is there anyone else in this world who has a more miserable fate than you?"

"You died two years ago, and the death certificate is given. Everyone thought that you were dead, but why are you still alive?"

Military Doctor Lee contemplated for a while before he continued, "You probably did it with good intentions. However, I need to emphasize on the fact that she has the right to know about her own health condition. You might be doing this for her wellbeing, but sometimes, keeping the truth from her will instead bring her harm. She will find out about it sooner or later, especially if she starts to investigate about it. Am I wrong?"

Lu Yi put down his cellphone. His arms and legs were almost frozen when he returned from the balcony. He was trembling; but he felt numb.

He pushed the door open gently. Yan Huan was wide awake, sitting on the bed and hugging her knees like a lost child. Her eyes were cloudy. She did not know what she was looking at; perhaps she was not even looking at anything.