Chapter 570 - Car Accident (2/2)

Her hands gripped Chu Lui's clothes. Chu Lui simply carried his daughter in his arms carefully as he ran towards his car. The moment he got onto the car, he took off his suit and covered it over his daughter's small body; whereas Xia Ruoxin hugged her daughter tightly in her arms, not uttering a word. She placed her hands onto her daughter's face. At that moment, blood was ceaselessly flowing out from the child's head. How much blood could such a small child afford to lose?

What was she supposed to do? What was she supposed to do? What could she do to stop the bleeding? Her child was still so young. She was only three-years-old, and she had just recovered from cancer.

Chu Lui stared straight in front. However, his hands on the steering wheel couldn't stop trembling. He had never been so afraid before. He could only try to calm himself down. Besides, he had to calm down. He wanted to save his daughter; he had to save his one and only daughter.

He drove really fast, even beating several red lights. He didn't care about anything else; he simply wanted to send his daughter to a hospital as soon as possible.

His daughter's life was in his hands. Therefore, he had to stay calm—he had to.

Outside the emergency room, Xia Ruoxin stared absentmindedly at the blood on her body. These were all Rainy's blood. How could there be so much? She lifted her head, her entire body trembling uncontrollably.

Chu Lui sat beside her, tightly gripping onto her hand. On both of their bodies, there were bloodstains from Rainy. It was a horrifying sight.

”Cousin, Cousin…” Du Jingtang ran towards them like a maniac. Upon seeing the bloodstains on the both of them, he was so shocked that words couldn't come out of his mouth. That blood couldn't possibly be from Little Cutie, right?

He was clearly still carrying her yesterday and bringing her to eat French cuisine. How could this happen? How could this kind of thing happen? He walked in front of the door to the emergency room. That door was tightly shut. He had rushed right over after hearing the news, and he had yet to inform Uncle and Auntie about this. He was afraid that they wouldn't be able to handle it. That's why he could only rush over to understand the situation before informing them about it.

”Cousin, how is the little cutie? Where is her injury? Is it serious?” Du Jingtang frantically asked. He was so anxious that his forehead was filled with perspiration. He paced about constantly unable to bring himself to sit down.

Chu Lui gripped Xia Ruoxin's hand tightly and exhaled heavily. If it wasn't for that, he felt like the blood in his body was about to freeze to slush. It was cold to the bone.

Where was his baby's injury? He didn't know. He really didn't know. It seemed as if there were injuries everywhere on her body, everywhere. He gripped his other hand tightly, wanting to calm himself down. It was just that when he carried the seemingly lifeless child, he really couldn't keep calm. He was fine with her not calling him 'daddy', and he was fine with never being able to meet her. As long as he knew that she was healthy, he was fine with everything; but don't be so cruel. Don't take his daughter away like this.

Rainy, she was his one and only daughter.

Just then, the door to the emergency room opened. ”Which one of you is the child's family?” The nurse asked with much haste. Chu Lui quickly stood up; Xia Ruoxin as well. Xia Ruoxin's hand was in Chu Lui's. If it wasn't for his support, she would probably have already broken down a long time ago.

”The child has lost too much blood. We need a blood transfer. There's currently not enough blood in the hospital's blood bank. Does anybody here have blood-type B?” she hastily asked.

Blood-type B? Chu Lui let go of Xia Ruoxin's hand. He dragged his injured leg with him as he walked forward. ”My blood-type is B. I'm the child's father.”

Du Jingtang hastily tugged at his clothes. ”Cousin, did you forget? You were just injured a few days ago, and you also lost too much blood back then. On top of that, you're still sick; how can you draw blood?”