"Of course, we should also massage the young master's body regularly every day to prevent his muscles from becoming stiff and sluggish."
"Why are you telling me this?" Jing Jiaren said stiffly.
"I'm telling you, if the child belongs to the young master, you will take over the job of serving the young master!"
Jing Jiaren looked at Leng Lintian's deep sleeping face...
The external injuries on his body have healed, but why is he still unconscious?
"Why is he still not awake? After being in a coma for so many months, isn't it called a coma?"
Xiaoyi's body immediately tensed up: "What do you want to say?"
"Isn't a long-term coma called a vegetative state in medical terms?"
Like plants, they cannot speak or move, but life still exists.
Xiaoyi shouted angrily: "He's not!"
"..."
"The young master will wake up soon. He may wake up tomorrow. He is not in a vegetative state!" Xiaoyi glared at her excitedly, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will not be polite."
"How do you want to be rude?" Jing Jiaren sneered, "From the beginning to the end, you have never been polite to me."
If she hadn't had surgery on her face, at that moment, she intuitively felt that Xiaoyi would have slapped her.
"In your eyes, am I still the young mistress of the Leng family?"
"Are you worthy?"
"Whether I am worthy or not is up to Leng Lintian!"
"It's a pity that the young master has been tortured to death by you."
Jing Jiaren had nothing to say, no matter what, Leng Lintian did it because he saved her...
"The young master is too tired," Xiaoyi tried his best to calm down. "He has been tired for so many years, so he needs a long rest to replenish his strength. He will wake up soon, I know..."
Jing Jiaren didn't answer, she could hear the paranoia in Xiaoyi's voice.
Xiaoyi stubbornly believed that Leng Lintian would wake up tomorrow, so he waited day after day, letting Leng Lintian wait in his best condition every day.
It can be seen from Leng Lintian——
Wearing a neat British suit, a bow tie, and carefully combed hair, he looks like a sleeping prince.
Which patient would dress so formally?
"Master likes to listen to piano music." Xiaoyi glanced at the piano, "Can you play it?"
Jing Jiaren nodded slightly.
"You haven't done anything for the young master, but playing him a piece of music is not too much?!"
Jing Jiaren hesitated for a moment, then walked to the grand piano and sat down.
It was a sunny day outside the window, and the warm light was shining. The servant opened the curtains, letting the golden light shine.
The slender hands played the piano keys, and the melody sounded.
Xiaoyi sat down and kneaded and massaged her body for Leng Lintian.
As the music played, everything in the past floated in her mind...
Jing Jiaren laughed coldly, Leng Lintian was unconscious, Leng Aofeng almost turned into a wolf, Ximen Longting was controlled by Master Ximen, the Jing family was ruined, and she herself was beyond recognition.
Is this their ending?
Five hours later, the servant came and knocked on the door.
"Young Mistress, Sister Yi, the results have come out and the doctor is waiting downstairs."
Xiaoyi was reading the newspaper to Leng Lintian. She put down the newspaper and gave Jing Jiaren a cold look.
The doctors gathered downstairs to have a serious discussion. When they saw Xiaoyi coming downstairs, they immediately fell silent.
"Why are you silent? Didn't you guys have a lively discussion just now?"
The doctor held two paternity test certificates in his hand, one was the DNA of Leng Lintian and the child, and the other was the DNA of Ximen Longting and the child.