She seed oblivious to the pain, continuously kowtowing, so frantically, so desperately, pleading with the heavens.
"Please take my life, won’t you? Let trade it for his survival, I beg you. If you must take a life, take mine. Whatever sins there are, let bear them, let pay the price, just please let him live."
Ye Lu’s forehead repeatedly hit the ground, desperately imploring.
The storm raged above, lightning and thunder, casting a shadow over her fragile and grief-stricken body; it was unclear whether it was a response to her or indifference!
Soon, torrential rain poured down, the large raindrops striking against her body. She was soaked through, but she remained chanically on her knees, continuously kowtowing, ceaselessly begging.
"Mommy..." Ye Yi cried out in anguish, her small fra also running into the rain, her face streaked with tears, kneeling beside Ye Lu, kowtowing to the heavens with her, "Grandfather Heaven, Yiyi begs you, save Daddy, Yiyi wants Daddy to live, you can take whatever you want from Yiyi. Wuwuwu... Yiyi will never be naughty again, will be very good, will not do anything bad again. Grandfather Heaven, please return Daddy to Yiyi?"
The two figures, large and small, pleaded desperately with the heavens in the wind and rain for their beloved family mber.
Ling Kong watched, his eyes moist, deeply saddened.
This scene reminded him of so much. Once, when he was locked inside a lab, barely clinging to life, Mommy was also like this, crying desperately in grief, pleading to exchange anything for his life.
Such pain, he had experienced firsthand, so utterly despairing.
Now, watching Yiyi cry so heartbreakingly, crying out for her father. In his eyes, she was always so clever and adorable, so innocent and lively, like a little bundle of joy living a princess’s life, frequently bringing laughter and happiness to everyone, as if sorrow never touched her.
He loved her innocent, joyful smile, her carefree happiness—that was sothing he had always lacked.
He so wished she could remain this happy forever.
He didn’t want to see her so heartbroken, bearing the pain of losing a father at such a young age, with no more smiles on her little face from now on.
But what could he do?
His heart ached with pain and guilt, wishing he could do sothing to protect this little girl’s happiness, letting her always be joyful.
Ling Kong turned away, heading towards Dr. K’s specialized laboratory.
Dr. K had just erged from inside, a heavy and pensive look on his face, lost in thought, evidently surprised to see Ling Kong, a complex emotion flitting through his eyes.
"Is there really no way to save Uncle Jun? You could save before, why not this ti?" Ling Kong looked at him with hope.
Dr. K smiled wryly, "You are different. You grew up in the lab. I am familiar with every step of the reagents used on your body and the changes in your health condition. Though your condition also reached its limit, at least we caught it just in ti for the last treatnt. You must understand, you had one foot in the Underworld, and by luck, you salvaged a life.
But ultimately, the illness lingered, all these years, continuously needing to eliminate various toxins and drug side effects from your body. As for Third Young Master Jun, if he hadn’t been shot, I would still have had so confidence, at least to prolong and salvage a life before gradually treating it, but now his injuries compound his condition, just surviving is already a miracle."
Ling Kong thought of Ye Yi’s expression upon hearing this news, feeling even sadder.
"Is there really not even the slightest hope left? Didn’t you return to find a substitute dication? As long as there’s a one in ten thousand chance, don’t give up. Is there really no substitute dication?"
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