Sweet Wife in My Arms

Not long after, a big group of doctors and nurses crowded the ward. Su Muran's retching that came out of the blue was not due to anything else, but because of a series of bad reactions to the drugs. Of course, she was hit on the head, with some minor concussion. It might not be a big problem if she happened to an ordinary person. But, Su Muran herself was already a sick person. In this way, the serious illness overlapped with the minor illness, which almost claimed half of her life.

"Madam Su, you'd better look again to see if your family has other relatives. Check if their bone marrow is suitable for Miss Su. Otherwise, if Miss Su were to go on like this, her body will get increasingly worse, and eventually it will be a dead end."

The doctor once again said these words to Zhu Xianglan. Su Muran's illness was really very dangerous now. If a suitable donor still could not be found, then she really could only die.

But it was more difficult to find a person who could donate bone marrow to Su Muran than to ascend to the sky. It was undoubtedly sentencing Su Muran to death. Moreover, with the knock on her head this time, it almost began to add one disaster on top of another.

And now only Zhu Xianglan was here alone. She heard that the little bastard Zhu Meina gave birth to was sick. Well, it was great that he was sick, and it would be better if he were dead. He should not have been born in the first place. What was there to wait for him to die?

There was no justification why her daughter was now lying here half dead, while that little bastard could live well. And then for him to take everything from her, take everything from her daughter, and replace the two of them, mother and daughter.

At this time, in another hospital, Su Qingdong was sitting outside the emergency room and anxiously waiting. Emergency treatment was still being administered to his son inside. He only had his son in his heart and eyes. His daughter, Su Muran did not exist for him.

He also did not know what was wrong with Su Mucheng. Since last night, he began to continuously have the fever. He was also constantly crying and fussing. He took the medicine, had an injection and was also better in the morning.

Originally Su Qingdong wanted to go see his daughter. In the end, Su Mucheng started to have a fever again. Furthermore, it was a high fever that would not recede. His whole body was like a small furnace and was almost hot to touch.

Only then he urgently sent the child to the hospital. And because the child's fever was too high, he was sent directly into the emergency room. There was no news until now.

Zhu Meina was standing aside at this time. Her hands placed on the side of her body also tightly clenched. She kept biting her lips and her eyes also looked bloodshot.

He had to be okay. Nothing must happen to him no matter what.

She bowed her head, and no one discovered the guilt as well as other feelings which should not appear to her.

Yes, it was guilt. It was definitely guilt.

She did not think. She really did not expect it before. She just did not want Su Qingdong to care about Su Muran, so she let the child catch a cold. She really did not do it intentionally. She just pulled down his small quilt a little, thinking that as long as the child kept having a fever, then Su Qingdong could not be in two places at once and it would be impossible to go to Su Muran.

Su Muran was dying soon, and she would die even if she was watched over. While, her son was well and alive.

It was just that she did not think it would be so serious till he would have to get inside the emergency room. A few hours had passed and yet he still did not come out. Although it could be said that this was not a child that she wanted and a child that she was willing to like, she had given birth to him. He was someone she had carried to term for ten months and given birth to. This kind of connection through bloodline, this kind of deep attachment to each other through flesh and blood, was something that could never be understood by a person who had never been a mother.

Moreover, she was unlikely to tell others about this matter, so now not only she had to bear the worry over her son's illness, she also had to accept the condemnation on her conscience. She was not a good woman, but she was still a mother.

Outside the hospital, a car stopped, and then an old man with a terrible-looking expression got out of the car. He had just gotten out of the car and strode forward. As a result, maybe because he walked in a big hurry that he did not watch the road, he almost bumped together with people who were walking toward his direction.

Fortunately, the people opposite hurriedly dodged aside. Otherwise, a problem would occur from knocking into an anxiously walking and energetic man.

"How can you not see where you're going?" The person opposite directly shouted in a loud voice, obviously angry and also startled. Why do you still have to knock into me with such a wide path?

The old man hurriedly raised his face when he heard this voice and saw the man's appearance opposite him. His body immediately froze.

"Lu Senior?"

t the sound of Lu Senior, the person who initially opened his mouth to rebuke also stopped, and then squinted his eyes to look up and down at the person who almost knocked into himself for a while.

"Oh, Su Senior, what's wrong with you? What are you doing here alone at the hospital?"

The question stopped Old Master Su. Could he say that something happened to his grandson? Although he always said that he did not like his grandson, he was still his grandson. He had not made this grandson public yet because he was afraid of losing face. He was really afraid of revealing such a sordid affair as if people like Ye Jianguo as well as Lu Yuanshi, would spit in his face.

It was so shameful.

While at this time, Old Master Lu did not have time to be bothered with other people. He was holding his little great-granddaughter in his arms.

"Xunxun, call your Grandpa Su." He shook his granddaughter's little hand to greet Old Master Su and he said, "My great-granddaughter came here for her vaccine shot today. I'll say this, can you be more careful when you walk? You almost scare my precious great-granddaughter."

Old Master Lu was showing off his great-granddaughter again. Not to mention his grandson, he had never mentioned his two great-grandsons in front of people. He only talked about his great-granddaughter all the time.

Old Master Su awkwardly patted his body for a long while. It was his first time seeing Old Master Lu's great-granddaughter. He looked at the child's thick eyebrows and big eyes. She was very beautiful and lovely. Frankly speaking, this child was the most beautiful child he had seen in his life. When Su Muran was born, she was also very beautiful. But she was not as fair nor beautiful as the child Lu Yuanshi was holding in his arms.

At this time, the little girl was eating her own little fingers and still could not speak. She could only make babbling noises. Her baby voice also turned the heart of Old Master Lu into sugar.

Old Master Su had wanted to give the child a gift for their first meeting. But he had left in a hurry and did not have anything on him.

"There's no need at all." Old Master Lu waved his hands and said, "You can do that when you're free the next time. I want to take my great-granddaughter for her injection. You have something to attend to, so you'd better get busy." As soon as he just finished speaking, a middle-aged man and woman walked over from a distance not too far away. The man was tall, straight and impressive while the woman was graceful and looked luxurious. They each held a child in their arms. The two children had identical appearances. Their small arms and calves were also very sturdy. They waved their slender small arms from time to time as if they were talking to the adults.