Lu Zhiyuan’s words made my nose sore.
It turns out that when he lost that child, he felt just as much pain as I did.
At that time, I resented him for the miscarriage, blamed him for protecting Yuan Yaxin, and accused him of not caring about our unborn child.
But now I know that Lu Zhiyuan is not without heartache.
But he is a man, he can't be hysterical, he can only suppress all the pain in his heart silently, and never even mentioned it to me.
Perhaps it was because Lu Zhiyuan's words were too sincere and emotional, Zhuo Hai was moved by his words and finally nodded.
"Maybe I just couldn't empathize with you before. You're right, no parent would be willing to watch their child die. No matter how cruel Jin Shu is, she has her soft spot when it comes to her own son."
"I will arrange for someone to post the news online and place people under surveillance in the hospital. Once Jin Shu enters the hospital, our people will move out to capture her and make her rescue Che Xiaofeng first, no matter what."
Zhuo Hai’s arrangements give us peace of mind.
As an Interpol officer, although his mission was only to arrest Jin Shu and Yan Meng, he was willing to consider Che Xiaofeng's life safety first, which made me more grateful to Zhuo Hai.
"Officer Zhuo, thank you for thinking of Xiaofeng." I thanked him sincerely.
Zhuo Hai didn't care. "This is what we should do. We have an obligation to ensure the safety of everyone involved."
The news of the successful matching was posted online, and the entire network was looking for Jin Shu. The comments section was overwhelmingly one-sided, with everyone asking Jin Shu to save her child.
It’s just that Che Xiaofeng’s condition is worse than we expected.
Almost as soon as I got home from the hospital, I received a call from the nurse saying that Che Xiaofeng's condition was not good and all his indicators were declining.
I was so frightened when I heard that, I didn't even care that I had just changed into slippers and hurried back to the hospital.
Arriving at the ICU, I anxiously asked the doctor, "Doctor, what's going on? Why did his condition suddenly become so bad?"
The doctor sighed, glanced at Che Xiaofeng through the glass, and then explained to me, "Right now, all drug treatments are only auxiliary for him. If the spinal cord transplant isn't performed, I'm afraid it won't last much longer."
My heart sank and I leaned against the wall dejectedly.
Che Xiaofeng is only thirteen years old, his life has just begun!
The doctor patted my shoulder comfortingly and said, "Go in and keep him company. Give him more encouragement. If his attitude is better, it will be more conducive to his recovery."
I choked and nodded, feeling very reluctant.
I changed my clothes, sterilized myself, and then carefully walked into the ICU.
At this time, Che Xiaofeng was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face. The instruments connected to his thin body made people feel sad.
Che Xiaofeng was already thin, and now because of illness he had not eaten for a long time and was only kept alive by nutrient solution. His body was so thin that his ribs could be clearly seen.
I sat next to Che Xiaofeng and held his cold hand with heartache.
Even though I didn't say anything, Che Xiaofeng seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes and met my gaze.
"Sister, Xiaofeng thought he couldn't see you anymore."
His voice was hoarse and dry, and just one sentence made my eyes red.
I suppressed my tears and tried to force a smile at him: "Silly boy, I told you that Xiaofeng is my family. No matter where you are, I will find you."
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