The girl on the bed did not react at all.

Zhan Jingting seemed to have gotten used to it. "Every day I comfort myself that it's a blessing that you didn't die. In fact, it really is a blessing. Wanwan, Eleven is in good health. She hasn't had a relapse in the past two weeks and has been discharged from the hospital with us to continue to be observed at home."

“Your master is working very hard every day to receive treatment and try to remember everything so that you can be healed. Your sister is also studying hard to prepare for the college entrance examination. No one has let you down.”

"Wanwan, you have to work hard too, for me, for our National Day celebration. Wake up when you've had enough rest. We can't live without you..."

"Knock knock knock." There was a sudden knock on the door.

Zhan Jingting composed himself and said, "Come in."

Zhan Yin opened the door and walked in. "Uncle, um..."

Zhan Jingting said impatiently, "Stop hesitating and speak."

Zhan Yin said with difficulty, "You suddenly stood up, didn't you? Everyone in the Zhan family knows you're not crippled anymore, and this is bound to cause a stir."

"You're talking about your second great-uncle, right?" Zhan Jingting sneered. "Back then, he tried to kill me by arranging a car accident, but failed. I ended up in a wheelchair. Later, when it was discovered, the Zhan family voted to let me take over the Zhan family, and his whole family went abroad."

"Now that he knows my leg is healed, he naturally can't sit still anymore, and he has a reasonable excuse to come back."

"Yes, I heard that my uncle is already contacting other branches of the Zhan family to hold another family meeting to discuss this matter and to punish you."

"What are you attacking me for?" Zhan Jingting said coldly. "Go tell him that Wanwan is currently unconscious and I have no interest in dealing with him. Tell him to behave himself, otherwise he's just asking for trouble."

Zhan Yin shrank back in fright, "I know, Uncle."

He turned and went out, and saw Eleven running towards him with his short legs. "Xiao Yin, you've come to see my mommy?"

"How many times have I told you, don't call me Xiao Yin! I'm your older brother!"

"It's Xiao Yin!" Eleven grinned mischievously. "Did my mommy even acknowledge you?"

"No."

"Mommy has been sleeping for a very, very long time."

"She will wake up." Zhan Yin patted his head. "I believe she will definitely not want you."

"Yes! That's what Daddy said too."

Zhan Yin squatted down in front of him. "Eleven, I liked you a lot before, but after I found out you were born to Qiao Wanwan, I liked you even more."

Eleven looked at him in confusion, "Xiao Yin, what do you mean? I am Mommy's child."

“You’re still too young to understand the meaning,” Zhan Yin smiled. “You just need to know that your mommy really loves you, and that’s enough.”

She nodded eleven times and said, "I love Mommy too."

"I know." Zhan Yin stood up. "Brother Yin is going to be a messenger, and I suddenly feel a lot of pressure."

"What messenger?"

"It's all for you." Zhan Yin's lips twitched. "For the sake of your little heir's empire. Come to think of it, maybe one day I'll become the regent."

Eleven was even more confused, "What does 'Regent' mean?"

"You don't understand," Zhan Yin said. "Go see your mother, I have to go now."

"All right."

......

In the evening, Zheng Ma brought food into the room, saying, "Young Master, please have something to eat."

"Let's leave it there for now, I'm not hungry."

"Young Master, you must eat on time. The doctor said that the young mistress's condition has stabilized. Apart from not waking up yet, everything else is normal."

“It’s not normal that she hasn’t woken up.” Zhan Jingting held Qiao Wanwan’s cold hand and pressed it against his face. “If she were conscious right now, she would be very cold.”

"Young master, the young mistress may not be conscious."

Zhan Jingting composed himself and asked, "How is the old man?"

"Take your medicine on time, and someone will come to do acupuncture in the afternoon. However, the doctor said he wasn't very confident and could only try anything as a last resort to see if he could recover his memory."

"Too much of a good thing is bad. Tell the doctor to be careful not to do anything that could backfire," Zhan Jingting instructed. "And he himself shouldn't put too much pressure on himself either."

"Understood, I will remind you, young master. Please eat." Zheng Ma said with difficulty, "Madam has moved in now. Every day, besides personally taking care of the young mistress, she also keeps an eye on your three meals a day. Please don't make things difficult for me."

Zhan Jingting didn't say anything, but he still got up and went to the table next to him to eat.

Only then did Zheng's mother feel relieved and go to massage Qiao Wanwan.

"The doctor instructed that the young lady needs to be massaged more often every day."

Zhan Jingting ate a few bites of rice, then put down his chopsticks. "I'll do it."

“Young Master, you massage the young mistress every day, but it gets tiring for one person to do it alone. Let the young mistress and I share the burden with you. Don’t worry, the young mistress and I have both been instructed by Doctor Qing and know how to apply pressure so as not to hurt her.”

Zhan Jingting then stopped objecting, "You stay here and keep watch, I'll go take a shower and come right back."

"yes."

No sooner had Zhan Jingting left than Shi Yi arrived, saying, "Aunt Zheng, I'm here to give Mommy a massage."

"Young Master, you can't do it, I can do it."

"Mommy loves me the most, she'll be very happy if I give her a massage."

Zheng Ma's eyes instantly reddened. "Okay, you give it a try."

While getting a massage, Shi said, "I'm thirsty."

"My little darling, why do you always have so many problems as soon as you come here?"

"I'm just thirsty."

"Alright, alright," Zheng's mother said helplessly. "Then you stay here with Mommy, I'll go get you some water."

"Um."

As soon as Aunt Zheng left, Eleven immediately leaned close to Qiao Wanwan's ear and said, "Mommy, I know you're uncomfortable wearing this and can't even talk to me. I'll take it off for you now, so talk to Eleven nicely, okay?"

As Shiyi spoke, he removed the oxygen mask from Qiao Wanwan's face.

"Beep beep beep!"

The instrument next to it immediately sounded an alarm, and it was very loud!

Before Shiyi could react, a commotion came from outside the door, and several doctors rushed in immediately.

"What happened?"

"Quickly examine the lady!"

Zhan Jingting had just taken off his shirt when he heard the commotion. He rushed over without even having time to put his clothes back on, asking, "What happened!"

The doctor put an oxygen mask on Qiao Wanwan, examined her carefully, and reported, "Master Zhan, Madam is fine, it's just that the oxygen mask suddenly fell off."

"How could the oxygen mask suddenly fall off?" Zhan Jingting realized what was happening, and abruptly turned to look at Eleven beside him. "Were you the one causing trouble?!"

Eleven was startled and said, feeling wronged, "Mommy is uncomfortable, I want to make her feel better..."

"Are you here to collect a debt?!" Zhan Jingting's anger flared up instantly. "If it weren't for you, how would she be lying here? Can you please stop making things worse!"

Eleven pouted, then burst into tears, crying out in despair, "I want Mommy to wake up! I want to talk to her! I don't want her to keep sleeping!"