Chapter 921 This Is Retribution

Although Bai Zhi tried her best to control her emotions, Lu Juefeng could still hear the sobs in her voice. He grabbed Bai Zhi's clenched fists and gently opened them to comfort her. Feeling the sweat on Bai Zhi's palms, he wiped them off with his fingers and said firmly in Bai Zhi's ear: "Now medical technology is advanced, there are many cases all over the world. When those experts arrive, they will find the best treatment plan. Xiao Ai will definitely recover."

Bai Zhi's mouth moved, but tears flowed from her eyes first. She couldn't hold it anymore and held Lu Juefeng's hand and cried. She was worried that Xiao Ai and the others would hear it in the inner room, so she could only bite her lips and try her best to suppress her crying.

How could this happen? Xiao Ai was only five years old. Why did God let her get this disease? Could it be... retribution?

Lu Juefeng hugged Bai Zhi tightly and patted her back with his palm. He tilted his head slightly, and there was a layer of extremely forbearing mist in his eyes.

After a while, Bai Zhi raised her head from Lu Juefeng's arms, gradually withdrew her tears, looked at Lu Juefeng and asked, "What is the cause of the disease?"

"It's not clear yet." Lu Juefeng gently touched the tooth marks on Bai Zhi's lips, and a trace of heartache appeared in his eyes.

The thought in Bai Zhi's heart became stronger. She slowed down for a while and asked again, "Is it because we are related by blood?"

Lu Juefeng paused while tidying up Bai Zhi's hair, and said nonchalantly, "Don't think about it, it has nothing to do with these."

"Really? I hope so." Bai Zhi looked at Lu Juefeng and dodged slightly. The uneasiness in her heart was like ripples thrown into a pool, which kept expanding in circles.

Lu Juefeng knew that all the comfort was pale. He pinched Bai Zhi's shoulder, saw the number jumping on the screen of the mobile phone, asked Bai Zhi to go in and accompany Xiao Ai first, and went downstairs alone.

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Meng Changxin and He Ziqing soon knew that Xiao Ai had a blood disease.

Hearing the news, He Ziqing's tears fell, "Sister Xin, how could Xiaoai have a blood disease? I feel so sad."

"Who said it wasn't? What's the difference between this bolt from the blue?" Meng Changxin felt that she was in a mess, and she could hardly breathe. "Ziqing, take Zimo and Zixuan home first. Baizhi and I will stay here to take care of Xiaoai."

He Ziqing nodded, "Okay."

"Come back." He Ziqing called Meng Changxin again, "Wipe away your tears, don't let the children see it."

"Oh." He Ziqing took a few deep breaths, and after a long time, she turned around and went back to the suite.

"Zimo Zixuan, it's getting late. I should take you home, otherwise your mom will be worried."

Su Zixuan looked at the bright sky outside and shook her head, "It's not night yet."

"But Xiaoai also needs to rest. How can she sleep if you disturb her like this?"

Xiaoai raised her little face and patted her little bed with a smile, "We can take a nap together."

"Forget it, you have a good rest here, and we will come to see you early tomorrow." Su Zimo got out of bed and pulled Su Zixuan down again.

Su Zixuan was very obedient this time and did not refute Su Zimo's opinion.

Xiaoai waved her two little arms and watched Su Zimo and Su Zixuan leave with He Ziqing. She immediately yawned and murmured, "My eyelids are a little sore."

"Xiaoai is sleepy, so take a nap." Baizhi came over, helped Xiaoai tidy up the pillow, and covered her with a small quilt.

Xiaoai lay on the bed and fell asleep soon.

Looking at Xiao Ai's quiet little face, Bai Zhi's eyes were filled with sourness. She covered her face, walked to the sofa outside and sat down. Looking at the high-rise buildings outside the window, her mood was also ups and downs.

Meng Changxin looked at Bai Zhi trying to hold back her tears and sighed, "Dear, don't keep anything in your heart."

Bai Zhi looked at Meng Changxin and was silent for dozens of seconds. She spoke with difficulty, "Sister Xin, I suspect that the cause of Xiao Ai's illness is the close blood relationship between me and Lu Juefeng."

Meng Changxin was stunned for a moment, "Impossible, don't guess blindly."

Bai Zhi shook her head, "Xiao Ai has a blood disease. Juefeng and I are no more than three generations apart. I..."

Lu Juefeng held the door handle of the ward and just pushed open a gap when he heard the suppressed crying inside.

He stood at the door and saw Bai Zhi sitting on the sofa, her elbows supporting her knees, her face buried in her palms, and her shoulders trembling slightly.

His heart tightened with her trembling shoulders, and he was almost out of breath.

An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness surrounded him. Lu Juefeng gripped the door handle tightly and slowly closed the door. He leaned against the wall at the door, sadness and self-blame constantly welling up in his cold eyes.

He Ziqing took Su Zixuan and Su Zimo back to Villa No. 5 of Bishui Qingyuan, and collapsed on the sofa, feeling depressed.

Su Mixue arranged for Su Zimo and Su Zixuan to do their homework, and turned around to see He Ziqing's expression of despair, "What's wrong with you?"

He Ziqing took out a piece of paper and wiped her tears silently, "It's okay."

Su Mixue sat next to He Ziqing, thought for a moment and said, "The Korean Oppa you like is in love again?"

He Ziqing sniffed, and when she was sure that there were only her and Su Mixue in the living room, she slowly said, "Xiao Ai has a blood disease."

Su Mixue seemed to be struck by lightning, stunned and motionless, and after a long time she found her voice, "Are you sure?"

He Ziqing nodded.

"How could this happen?" Su Mixue felt distressed. As a mother, she thought Bai Zhi must be very sad now.

"What did the doctor say? It should be curable, medical technology is so advanced now." Su Mixue grabbed He Ziqing's arm, her voice anxious.

He Ziqing blinked, "I was stunned when I heard the news, and I didn't ask. But I think it can be cured. Mr. Lu is so powerful, they will definitely find the best medical conditions. But the treatment of blood diseases will be very painful."

Thinking of the suffering that Xiao Ai, such a cute child, had to endure, Su Mixue sighed.

At dinner, only Su Mixue, mother and daughter were eating at the table. He Ziqing said she was not feeling well, and she didn't come down after going up.

Su Zixuan looked at the other empty half of the big dining table, took a bite of chicken, and her cheeks suddenly wrinkled into a bun, "Mommy, it's so salty, do you think I eat too much and deliberately put so much salt?"

Su Mixue simply hummed, "If it's salty, drink more water or eat something else."

Su Zimo looked at Su Mixue strangely. The meal tonight was not very delicious. She just took a bite of bacon, but she didn't say it like Zixuan did.

Seeing Su Mixue's absent-minded look, Su Zimo's black glass-like eyes showed a trace of doubt, "Mommy, what's wrong with you?"

Su Mixue shook her head, "It's nothing. I was only thinking about the design draft when I was cooking today, so I added two more spoons of salt."