Chapter 3 I Feel You Are Pitiful

"The anesthesia failed, what should I do?" the anesthesiologist on the side said quickly, but now the patient's stomach had been slashed, and his flesh and blood were already mutilated.

"Caesarean section."

Lu Qin still said the same thing, but his cold gaze fell on Yan Huan's bloody belly. All he wanted was the umbilical cord blood. Whether it was Yan Huan or the child, it had nothing to do with him whether he died or not. Sooner or later, it would happen anyway. One day is also a day to die.

The doctor took the scalpel and made another cut on the woman's belly. The coldness pierced the skin, the pain was torn and the flesh was peeled off, the smell of blood that permeated the entire operating room, and The woman's body twitched from time to time, and she screamed almost silently, until the doctor, sweating coldly, took out the bloody child.

Yan Huan's eyes widened and she stretched out her weak hands.

"My child, my child, give me your child, give me your child..."

It’s just that everyone is unfeeling, cruel, and their hands are stained with blood...

Then they took the already dead child and left without looking back.

"It's not good, the patient is bleeding heavily..." The doctor on the side changed his face and saw that Yan Huan's face was almost blue-grey at this time. His lips, which were originally colored, were now pale and cold.

"This patient has RH-negative blood, and we don't have blood ready right now."

Li Huan was no longer conscious, and in her daze, it seemed that there were so many voices in her head, ringing from time to time, mixing constantly, until finally they became a buzzing sound, and then Returned to peace.

It wasn't until she opened her eyes again that she realized that it seemed to be daylight. She was staring at the ceiling blankly, and her fingers slowly moved to her belly. In fact, she didn't need to touch it. She didn't forget that her child didn't. Yes, her child is dead.

There was finally a brightness in her eyes, and a clean blue sky and white clouds, but she had forgotten that she had not lived under such a peaceful sky for a long time.

"Are you awake?" A quiet voice appeared in her ears. This voice was familiar, but it actually scared her. If there was anyone in the Lu family that she was afraid of, it was this person.

She turned her face away, and her hazy vision finally became clearer, but became blurry again.

The man standing in front of her had a dark figure, and even the warm light falling on him was sparse and cold.

I really want to melt, but I am afraid of death.

I really wanted to take it, but I was still afraid of the cold.

His name is Lu Yi, he is the youngest prosecutor in Hai City, an alien of the Lu family, and her enemy.

"Did you save me?"

The man's thin lips were pursed lightly, with no special curvature, neither rising nor falling.

"Rare panda blood, do you think anyone else has it? Even if there is, who do you think will save you?"

Yan Huan closed her eyes, and the sound was stabbed in her throat.

"I didn't save you, why did you save me?"

"I just feel sorry for you."

His calm voice hurt Yan Huan's heart.

"Child, where is my child?" Yan Huan choked, "I want to see my child, is that okay?"

"Child, you are not qualified to see her," the man said with cold words, "That is a girl, bloody and bloody. She was abandoned by her mother and thrown into the trash by her father. It was me, the uncle, who buried her. her."

"Thank you..." Yan Huan placed her fingers on Shenze and once again tightly grasped the quilt on her body. At this time, she even wanted to die in embarrassment. She had no clothes on and only had this quilt to wrap her up. All her wretchedness and filthiness were contained.