Sweet Wife in My Arms

"Lu Yi, please save my daughter, please save my daughter... You have to save my daughter."

Her voice was shrill, screaming like a lunatic. Many people in the hospital had gathered around her, as they began pointing fingers at Lu Yi and Zhu Xianglan.

"Please save my daughter, you have to save my daughter…" Zhu Xianglan screamed and yelled endlessly, refusing to let go of Lu Yi's shirt.

The child in Lu Yi's arms was woken up by the racket. She pursed her tiny lips, while her eyes turned a shade redder, as she curled up her small hands into little fists. They looked like two walnuts, that seemed pitifully fragile.

Then, she pursed her lips further and clenched her mini fists tighter.

Zhu Xianglan's deafening screams frightened the little one. So, she held her little fist against her tiny mouth and started to cry, sounding like a caterwauling kitten. The onlookers could not help but feel miserable for her.

Lu Yi quickly consoled his daughter to stop her from crying, as it would hurt her throat. Since she fell sick the night before, she had not been sleeping well. After much difficulty, she managed to fall asleep eventually. However, she was woken up again, causing her to continue wailing.

As Zhu Xianglan bawled and shouted, Lu Yi was busy comforting his daughter. The little one sniffled with resentment, then held one of his father's fingers. She sobbed a little from time to time, but fortunately, she had stopped crying.

Lu Yi wanted to leave, but Zhu Xianglan was lying flat on the ground, with one hand tugging at the corner of his pants. He could have just kicked her aside and sent her flying to the door.

However, he did not do so. After all, the hospital was a public area. Given his upbringing, temperament, and morality, there was no way he could have let himself go through with that kick.

Fortunately, the little one had stopped crying, perhaps she was exhausted from it. After all, she just had her injection, and she soon fell into slumber again.

Lu Yi lowered his head to look at the woman clasping onto his leg, whose face was covered in tears and snot from her ululating. Despite that, he could still make out her figure.

It's Zhu Xianglan, Su Muran's mother.

I'm not a doctor, so how on earth can I save Su Muran?

Then, he narrowed his eyes dangerously. The Su family claimed that they had no knowledge of Yan Huan's unborn child in her previous life, much to his disbelief. Yet, its life was still taken away.

It was like his Little Xunxun. Yan Huan and he had always believed that Little Xunxun was the child from their previous life. Weighing less than two pounds, even He Yibin said that Little Xunxun was very tiny, like a premature child that was born after six months. Yet, she managed to stay alive with such low birth weight. It was pure luck, as normally such babies would have difficulty surviving, but Little Xunxun persevered. Although she was prone to illnesses, she had already overcome her greatest hurdle.

"Let go." Lu Yi's voice was weak, but they were extremely icy and menacing to Zhu Xianglan's ears. She was thunderstruck by his comment, feeling greatly despondent and depressed, as if the sky had collapsed on her.

"Lu Yi, I beg you to save Muran, for the sake of... the sake of? Yes, for the sake that both of you grew up together. I beg you, please I beg you…" All of a sudden, Zhu Xianglan dropped her knees down to the floor, and repeatedly kowtowed at Lu Yi. Each thump she made seemed to hammer everyone's heart into pieces.

"Save her if you can." Some onlookers could not bear it anymore.

People always pitied the weak, especially the surrounding onlookers who were oblivious to the truth. Soon, they began condemning Lu Yi in hushed whispers between themselves.

"No matter what the reason is, he shouldn't treat a woman like this. She's so pitiful already, why doesn't he save her when he actually can?"

"True, it's a precious life, after all."

"He looks as though he's emotionless, how do you expect him to save a life?"

The chattering and criticism hurled at Lu Yi by the crowd left him feeling defeated. He was no longer human, but had become the likes of a devil. Perhaps in the future, there would be another title to Prosecutor Lu's name - the selfish Demon Lu.

"Eeyah…" A soft, tender voice could be heard coming from Lu Yi's body, as his clothes stuck out from his chest. The little one was too tiny, whereas Lu Yi was sturdy and strong. Hence, no one could see that he was carrying a child in his arms.

Then, a small tender hand made its way out. The little one squirmed, as she did not like it when her head was being restrained. She pouted and tugged at her father's shirt again, before opening her bright misty eyes wide to ask her father for help.

The child's tender little face was irresistible, but Lu Yi understood his daughter's temperaments well. However, he was not fooled by that pampered attitude of hers. Her temperament was too much like her mother's. Her stubbornness could make a person lose their temper, but no one could bear to lay a hand on her.

The little one poked her head out from her father's arm. When she saw so many people surrounding them, she was frightened and swiftly returned into hiding in her father's arms. Her white and tender little hands clutched onto her father's shirt, as she sniffled, looking rather pitiful.

"Don't be afraid," Lu Yi said and placed his large hand behind his daughter's little head. With the support from her father, the little one plucked up the courage, and surprisingly, did not cry. Since the Lu family's little princess was born, she loved to cry. Even the slightest disturbance would wake her from her sleep at night. She would cry all day, but that was not the bother. However, once she started crying, her two brothers would follow suit, screaming aloud and cheering her on.

The people that previously criticized Lu Yi, were now silenced.

Lu Yi wrapped his daughter in his clothes again and turned to leave. Sorry. He was not acquainted with Su Muran, much less Yan Huan. There are no such good deals in the world. You refused to save me previously, but now, you want me to ignore the past and save you?

What relations do you have with me?

Why do I have to save you?

That's right, it is indeed true. Whether Su Muran is dead or alive, what has it got to do with me? Rather, he was afraid that his daughter might be frightened.

Suddenly, Zhu Xianglan shrieked louder and wailed deafeningly. A nurse instantly ran over to them and grabbed her, saying, "Madam Zhu, what are you doing here? Miss Su is still in the emergency department for treatment."

As soon as Zhu Xianglan heard Su Muran's name, she hastily rose from the floor, and dashed toward Su Muran's ward.

That day, she truly realized how it felt to be hopeless, or when even the heavens did not answer her prayers.

However, Su Muran was not destined to die, or perhaps it could be said that money could bring wonders. They managed to find blood compatible with hers, and so she was operated on. Although she has not woken up yet, she managed to survive the critical stage. However, it was only temporary. If there was no suitable bone marrow for her, Su Muran could not flee from her eventual death. At the moment, she was only barely getting through, day by day.