Chuyun's mind exploded with a buzz. He snatched the swaddle from the nurse's hand. The baby, Chuer, had a purplish face and the swaddle was soaked in blood.,Chuyun Ning softly called out, the little infant was already gone quiet.,Chu Yun's face was pale and sickly, he lay slumped on the stool, unable to tell if it was sweat or tears soaking his clothes.。