Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 337 - 350: Another Child

Nothing else mattered.

Su Xingyu sprinted out of the airport, although petite, she ran faster than Ouyang Yi. She and Ouyang Yi got into the car that had come to pick them up, speeding towards Cining Hospital.

Ouyang Yi didn’t forget to get a bottle of mineral water from the back seat and handed it to her: "Drink some, we don’t know how Han is yet, you need to keep up your strength."

This man’s calm tone helped her slightly calm down, but only a bit.

She took the bottle of mineral water and drank a few sips, Ouyang Yi then handed her a mask: "Put it on."

She usually wore a mask when going out to cover the scars on her face; but this time, the mask had been taken off by Jerry Stanford in the desert two days ago, and she had been too unsettled to remember to get another one. Until Ouyang Yi handed one to her, she mindlessly took it, thinking it would be better to wear it; otherwise, if it caused a disturbance at the hospital, it might affect how fast she could find Han.

The car quickly arrived at Cining Hospital. It was the biggest hospital in S City, bustling and crowded.

Su Xingyu practically leapt out of the car, Ouyang Yi had already arranged for people at the hospital to meet them and find out where the cardiac surgery was taking place, immediately taking them there.

The heart surgery was on the 18th floor, the whole corridor was gloomy, filled with a pungent smell of disinfectant.

A security guard blocked their way: "Sorry, this is a critical surgical area, unauthorized personnel are forbidden."

"Is there a heart transplant surgery about to take place here?" Su Xingyu was anxious and asked, "Is the donor a little boy named Su Han? I need to see him! He’s my son!"

Donor? The guard was taken aback, clearly unaware of the situation inside the surgery room, only saying: "Miss, you might be mistaken, there is a heart transplant scheduled here today, but the donors for heart transplants are usually... oh," he suddenly seemed to realize something and said, "are you here to see your son’s body? The dead cannot be brought back, please accept my condolences..."

Accept my condolences...?

Her Han, just like that, dead?

Her legs weakened, almost collapsing onto the floor, fortunately, Ouyang Yi caught her.

"No, my Han... my Han can’t just be dead like this..." Her face was pale, her voice was nearly inaudible but quickly gained strength again. She grabbed the guard, "Where is Han’s body? Where is the beast who took my son’s heart? I need to see them! I need to see them!"

"Ah, this..." The guard was so frightened by her terrifying demeanor he could barely speak, stuttering.

At that moment, a piercing wail came from the direction of the surgery room down the corridor.

The cry was so sharp and grating that Su Xingyu turned around involuntarily, as if possessed.

A boy about three years old burst out of the surgery room while running and screaming, crying hysterically, as if subjected to the cruelest treatment in the world.

"Han!" Su Xingyu joyfully ran forward, bent down, and scooped up the child.

The child crashed into her embrace, shaking and trembling but still bawling and drawing ragged breaths.

The moment she held the child, Su Xingyu’s heart sank—this wasn’t Han.

She had raised Han to be plump and rosy, all baby fat, so heavy she could hardly carry him. But this child? The moment she held him she realized how thin he was, skin clinging to bone, extremely light, showing signs of malnutrition.

How strange, how could she have mistaken him for Han?

His crying sound was so much like Han’s, but maybe she was too frantic and had heard wrong.

Her face paled again, considering another possibility—this child had just come out of the surgery room, could he be the one who received Han’s heart?!

Han’s heart, had it already been transplanted to him?!

Her body swayed, struggling to stand, about to rush into the surgery room to verify.

Just then, several people rushed out from the surgery room, a woman calling urgently and sharply: "Jue, slow down! Come back!"

Su Xingyu looked up and saw an old acquaintance—Zhuang Heng.

Her mind buzzed, could Han’s case be related to Zhuang Heng? Nothing good ever happened when encountering this woman; her heart was in agony, just thinking that Han might have died at this woman’s hands made her wish she could fight her.

Zhuang Heng hurried to Su Xingyu, failing to recognize her because she wore the mask.

Zhuang Heng bent down to seize the skin-and-bone child with such force, she tore him from Su Xingyu’s arms. "Jue," she reprimanded the child, "you’re so big yet still making mommy worry? So thoughtless! Hurry back to the surgery room, the doctors and dad are waiting for you!"

The child seemed to bite her hand hard, in pain Zhuang Heng cried out, the child took the opportunity to run away.

"Damn it, Jue!" Zhuang Heng shouted angrily.

Su Xingyu had no mind for the fleeing child, her sole focus was rushing into the surgery room.

Where was her Han? Was he still lying on the cold surgery table? Could he... already be a corpse?

Her expression pale, before she made it far, she collided with a man rushing out of the surgery room.

The man was tall and solid, his chest hard as a wall, the impact dizzying her with a sore nose.

She staggered back two steps, raising her head to see the man clearly.

Lu... Shifeng.

After so many years, through all the stormy weather, in this cold hospital, in the dim corridor, she unexpectedly encountered him again.

Her heart shook with shock, frantically crashing into his gaze.

Her first instinct was to turn and flee, but only for a moment did maternal strength overpower fear, she kept rushing towards the surgery room.

Passing by him, he grabbed her.

Lu Shifeng’s usually stern face held a hint of shock, staring into her eyes, asking incredulously: "Xing...yu?"

Speaking those two words seemed to drain all his life force.

She touched the mask on her face, surprised he still recognized her; but this wasn’t the time to dwell on that. She frantically struggled against his tight grip, urgently and fiercely said, "Let me go! Is there still a child in the surgery room?! Did you kill my Han?!"