"Mr. Ye, the legend may be false, but the master and the great master, they all..."
The first two heirs of the Ye family neither lived past thirty.
Whether it's a coincidence or he really fulfilled his vow, Ye Fan is already 28 years old.
It's only two years since he turned thirty.
"Mother Zhang."
Ye Fan interrupted her and said expressionlessly, "That's just a coincidence. I never believe in curses."
"Mr. Ye, no matter whether the curse is true or not, you must cherish your body. The entire Ye family cannot do without you, and the young lady cannot do without you."
Ye Fan smiled and nodded, took the soup that Zhang Ma put on the cabinet and drank it, then handed her the empty bowl, "Zhang Ma's craftsmanship is still as good as ever, and the soup is delicious. When the girl wakes up,
, let her drink a bowl too."
Zhang Ma then smiled, but when her eyes fell on the woman lying on the bed, she became a little worried, "Mr. Ye, Miss Tong must be very sad during this time. Miss Tong Mengqi is her only sister.
Now it's like this again. Speaking of which, the young lady is really pitiful, and Miss Tong Mengqi is also pitiful. She is young, but..."
Although Zhang's mother has never liked Tong Mengqi, she still sympathizes with the current Tong Mengqi.
A girl who was in her prime has turned into a vegetative state.
In a vegetative state, there is almost no possibility of waking up again in a lifetime.
If you are lucky, some will regain consciousness, but such lucky people are too few and far between.
There was a hint of sadness between Ye Fan's brows.
He knew how much Tong Caiwei cared about her sister.
It would be very difficult for her to accept the fact that Tong Mengqi became a vegetative state.
What worried him even more was that even though Tong Mengqi was alive, she was no different than dead. Her current state would make people even more heartbroken.
Can the relationship between him and Tong Caiwei remain the same as before?
"Mengqi, Mengqi..."
"No, Meng Qi, get out of the way."
The nightmare continued, and the scene where Tong Mengqi was hit by a car kept replaying in her dreams.
Every time, she stood aside as a bystander and watched helplessly as the tragic scene happened.
She yelled hard and tried to rush over to pull her away, but no matter what she did, she couldn't stop him.
Her heart contracted with pain, and she rushed over again and again to pull up her sister who was lying in a pool of blood.
So much blood...
Tong Mengqi was dripping with blood all over her body, blood dripping from her mouth, eyes, nose, ears, and her chest and limbs...
Her hands were covered in blood.
The younger sister who had her eyes closed in her arms suddenly opened her eyes and strangled her neck like an evil ghost demanding life, "It was you who hurt me, Tong Caiwei, you are so cruel, why didn't you give him to me?"
You have taken away everything I like since I was little, why can't you let me go just once? I hate you, I hate you... I will never let you go even if I am a ghost."
"Girl, girl." Someone was calling her name. The voice sounded very familiar and gentle, but the gentle tone was full of worry.
She was shaken awake.
In the quiet night, she could clearly hear her rapid and chaotic heartbeat.
Her eyes were unfocused, as if she hadn't fully woken up from her dream, and she stared at the white ceiling in confusion.