Chapter 47: Trimming my wife's nails & staying home on a snowy day...
More than half a month ago, thanks to the joint efforts of several experts from home and abroad, Pei Hengzhi managed to save his life, but he also fell into a coma.
When I will wake up is unknown.
Fortunately, the comparison of his EEG showed that he always had the will to live, which was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.
After that, he'll have to rely on himself.
Family members can talk to him every day to encourage him to wake up as soon as possible.
So, after obtaining consent, Wang Manshu took her son home and arranged for three doctors and two caregivers to stay by his bedside.
This vigil lasted for half a month.
Despite his will to survive, Pei Hengzhi showed no improvement.
Wang Manshu's mental state will also face collapse.
She spoke softly to her unconscious son, but as soon as she stepped out of the room, especially when facing Pei Wenxian, she was a completely different person. She pointed her finger at him and started cursing, saying things like, "If you weren't so incompetent, would I have bothered to harm Pei Yanli?"
If she hadn't harmed Pei Yanli, Pei Yanli wouldn't have come to retaliate against Xiao Heng.
Even though the accident investigation clearly stated that the accident was caused by Pei Hengzhi's failure to engage the handbrake in time, she still believed that Pei Yanli had instigated someone to do it.
This thought reached its peak when Pei Yanli and her husband returned to their old home for the New Year.
Unable to contain herself, she muttered curses in front of Pei Hengzhi's bedside: "Is Xiao Heng happy now that he's like this? No one's competing with him for the company or the position of family head anymore!"
"Say less," Pei Wenxian said, clearly annoyed by her words. He lowered his voice and snapped, "Are you afraid that these words won't reach Father's ears?"
"Spread the word? Do I need to spread the word?" Wang Manshu jumped up and pointed out the window: "You didn't see how happy they were when they came out of the old man's yard!"
Why are they living so happily while her Xiao Heng's fate is still unknown? Just half a year ago, they were told that his lungs were severely damaged and he wouldn't live much longer.
Just because...
A figure flashed before her eyes, and Wang Manshu was immediately struck by lightning. "Could it be that there really is such a thing as 'marrying someone to bring good luck' and cure illness?"
She immediately suggested to Pei Wenxian, "Let's also perform a ritual to bring good luck to Xiao Heng, like they did. If we do that, maybe Xiao Heng will wake up!"
Pei Wenxian did not refute this time.
After all, there is a good example before. Since Pei Yanli recovered her health after marrying into the family to bring good luck, Xiao Heng will definitely be able to do the same.
"This can't be rushed. Even if it's a marriage to bring good luck, we have to find someone whose birth chart is compatible with his."
"Then hurry up and look for it!"
Wang Manshu couldn't wait to find him, so she urged him to take his son's birth date and time to the temple to find a master.
This seemed to be her only lifeline.
The thought that her son would wake up after the wedding filled Wang Manshu with immense joy. She turned and knelt by the bedside, whispering, "Xiaoheng, don't worry, the one Mom found for you is definitely the best, even better than that Luo Yunqing!"
She was so excited that she forgot herself and didn't notice that the fingers holding the oxygen meter at her side twitched slightly.
Luo Yunqing...
Although he couldn't open his eyes or speak, Pei Hengzhi could still hear the sounds outside, listening to his mother nagging in his ear all day long.
It was all the same old stuff: cursing his father, cursing Pei Yanli, his grandfather, and the Wang family.
Listening to it too much gets annoying and tiring.
Later, when I consciously tried to block out these words, the scene before I fell off the cliff began to replay in my mind.
Even though the helmet blocked most of the view, one could still make out half of that indifferent and aloof profile through the fogged visor, and the two pink lips touching as she murmured—goodbye.
Why did he suddenly say those two words?
Did he foresee that he would fall off the cliff? Or was that the switch that lured him to fall?
But why?
After regaining consciousness, he kept thinking about Luo Yunqing's reasons for doing this.
Was it simply because he asked Liang Hao to buy photos, and then used his sudden high fever and hospitalization to smear his second uncle? Or was it because of Xiaoxue?
Regardless of the possibility, is it worth doing that?
Pei Hengzhi couldn't understand it at all, and his questions kept piling up until he heard the three words "Luo Yunqing" again after a long time.
"It can't be found."
A barely audible sound suddenly broke the silence of the room.
Wang Manshu looked at the person on the bed in a chokehold as if someone had suddenly grabbed her by the neck. After a long while, she finally found her voice: "Xiao...Xiao Heng?"
“…I can’t find one.” Pei Hengzhi slowly opened his eyes, tilted his head to look at her, and repeated, “I can’t find anyone better than Luo Yunqing.”
Wang Manshu didn't take those words to heart; all she knew was that he was awake! He was finally awake!!
"Xiao Heng... Doctor! Quick! Xiao Heng is awake!!"
…………
The news reached the second courtyard.
Pei Yanli was trimming his fingernails when she heard this, and she didn't show much emotion.
Luo Yunqing, however, couldn't help but chuckle, "That's really great."
Because of these words, the nail clippers that were about to fall stopped, and Pei Yanli withdrew her gaze and looked down at her arms.
“You’re still alive, isn’t that great, Dad? He’s happy.” Luo Yunqing said again.
No matter what, they are all descendants of the Pei family. Even if they did many foolish things in the past, the old man couldn't possibly be completely unmoved, otherwise he wouldn't have specifically mentioned this matter before.
Moreover, on a personal level, he also hoped that Pei Hengzhi would live.
There's no pain in dying on the spot compared to continuing to live.
That's why he abandoned the second, treacherous cliff with a vertical drop of nearly 300 meters and deliberately chose the third spot, which was still sheltered by trees.
Now, "we can finally have a warm and lively New Year."
I really wonder how he feels knowing that his childhood sweetheart, whom he hasn't officially broken up with yet, is involved with his brother and even trending on social media.
Don't let yourself get so angry right after waking up.
Pei Yanli's grin was instantly pinched, and she gently shook it back and forth: "Take off that gloating expression."
"No way," Luo Yunqing pouted and muttered, "I'm clearly... happy!"
Pei Yanli was too lazy to expose him anymore, so she let go of his hand and continued cutting her nails.
Luo Yunqing's nails grow quickly, and she needs to trim them about once a week. After trimming, she also needs to use a small file to round each nail.
Pei Yanli: "It would look better if it were longer."
Ignoring the chilblains on his hands that appeared since the beginning of winter and the calluses on his palms from doing heavy work, he was still quite handsome overall. His nails were long and slender, with a little bit of nail tip showing, and the nail bed wasn't too short, which made them even more beautiful.
“I want to, but…” Luo Yunqing turned her head, her gaze deep, “If you’re gentler in the future, I won’t have to cut your hair anymore.”
"Then let's cut it."
As Pei Yanli spoke, she pressed down on the nail clippers, trimmed all ten fingers flat, and then smoothed the edges of the nails.
After the haircut, we kissed, applied frostbite cream, and spent the whole afternoon snuggling together.
That evening, Chen Zhao, keeping a low profile, couldn't hide his worry as he said, "Boss lady, Pei Hengzhi has woken up."
"I know, I woke up this afternoon." Luo Yunqing didn't seem to care much.
Chen Zhao became extremely anxious and asked bluntly, "Aren't you afraid that he'll say something about you?"
"What could he possibly say?" Luo Yunqing continued to play dumb.
"you……"
What's wrong with me?
This was clearly an attempt to get him to explain himself. Chen Zhao took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Racing!"
Luo Yunqing turned her gaze away and remained silent.
Chen Zhao thought he was guilty, "What if he says you did it..."
"Heh!" Luo Yunqing chuckled and asked in return, "Do you have any evidence?"
Without evidence, no matter how much they talk, it's useless.
"I still have to give you a heads-up," Chen Zhao sighed, "Once he mentions your name, regardless of whether there's any evidence, the master and mistress won't let you and the boss off easily."
Originally, the other side always believed that the boss was behind this.
“Xiao Chen.” Luo Yunqing had to point out one fact: “Even if Pei Hengzhi hadn’t woken up, wouldn’t they still think the same way? We haven’t settled accounts with them for harming Ali yet. Compared to Pei Hengzhi, we have plenty of evidence here.”
"Alright, stop thinking about all that nonsense." He pulled out a New Year's shopping list. "Isn't it better to just enjoy the New Year peacefully?"
"I was just worried about it." Chen Zhao took the shopping list, glanced at it quickly, and noticed that besides sparklers, "Oh! Red yarn, you can crochet too!"
"Hmm!" Luo Yunqing proudly raised her chin. "Your boss lady is omnipotent."
"You really know how to brag." Chen Zhao folded the purchase order twice and put it in his pocket. "Alright, about what we just talked about, you should be careful. If you can avoid trouble, try not to."
For some reason, the landlady often gave him the feeling that she could poke a hole in the sky at any moment.
The same applies to Pei Hengzhi's case and the Song family's case.
"Only if Pei Hengzhi behaves himself." Luo Yunqing swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue and nodded reluctantly.
…………
Nothing happened that night.
No further news came from the main courtyard, but in the middle of the night, snowflakes began to fall outside.
Even with the air conditioning on, Pei Yanli could still feel the sudden drop in temperature, and her recently healed kneecaps began to ache faintly.
Unable to bear the pain, he turned over twice and woke up. Still half asleep, he sat up and skillfully massaged his legs.
"Xiao Luo, I'm fine, go to sleep first."
"How can you sleep like this?" Luo Yunqing yawned, rubbed her eyes, climbed out from the inside of the bed, soaked a towel in hot water, wrung it out until it was half dry, and put it on his legs. "How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"
"Hmm, much better."
"It can't be that fast! You're just trying to fool me."
Luo Yunqing took another bag of Chinese herbal medicine prescribed by Tang Yajun, poured in a basin of hot water, and raised the room temperature by two degrees to 30 degrees Celsius.
She leaned on his shoulder as he soaked his feet, her head drooping, her eyes closed as she murmured, "Call me when it's done."
A warm breath enveloped her lips, and a soft voice whispered in her ear, "Okay."
When he woke up again, it was the next morning, and he was nestled peacefully in someone's arms.
Luo Yunqing was stunned, unsure if she had been dreaming last night. She looked up at the sleeping person and asked in confusion, "It's snowing?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Pei Yanli opened her eyes and placed a kiss on his forehead. "Yes, it's snowing."
"Last night..."
"It's raining heavily, so we can't go out today."
After getting up and washing up, Luo Yunqing climbed onto the sofa bed by the window. When she opened the window, she saw that the whole yard was covered in snow, even the short pines were completely covered, and the snowfall was much heavier than the one a while ago.
A cold wind whistled down my neck.
He quickly turned it off again.
…………
The heavy snow had been falling for several days, and Luo Yunqing hadn't had a chance to go out. Fortunately, Chen Zhao had brought him some red yarn the day before.
Pei Yanli was having a meeting in the study, and he was yawning and crocheting beside her, his feet tucked into her lap and wrapped tightly in a blanket.
“I can knit in the bedroom.” When she got tired of knitting, Luo Yunqing stretched her neck and patted her back a couple of times. “Knitting here would only interfere with your work.”
“It won’t affect anything.” Pei Yanli then put down the documents in her hand and put the lumbar massager on him. “Besides, you can learn something too.”
Taking over the Song family business is not as simple as it sounds.
"Oh—" Luo Yunqing belatedly realized, "No wonder they didn't try to hide the pricing cooperation and the revised plans from me."
"You must study hard."
"Yes, sir."
After that, Luo Yunqing's crocheting speed slowed down significantly, and it took her three or four days to finish a scarf.
It happened to be the last day before the New Year, and the weather outside had cleared up.
Early in the morning, Pei Yanli was called over by the old man to give instructions on some things during the New Year period, including ancestor worship and prayers.
Chen Zhao went out to buy things early in the morning. When it was almost time, Luo Yunqing took a red scarf and went to the old man's courtyard to pick him up and get some fresh air.
That's when he met Pei Hengzhi.
"You wouldn't..." What a coincidence, "wait for me here, would you?"
"Is this how I am now?" Pei Hengzhi glanced at the wheelchair beneath him, then looked up again: "Are you satisfied?"
"My nephew is quite the joker." Luo Yunqing's smile deepened. "What is there for me to be satisfied with?"
Pei Hengzhi: "Isn't this the result you wanted?"
"Hey? Don't make false accusations."
Luo Yunqing rolled her eyes, too lazy to waste words with him.
Just as he was about to walk past the person, a voice came from behind him again, chillingly cold: "Don't worry, I didn't tell anyone about that."
"That matter? What do you mean?" Luo Yunqing turned around, unable to suppress a laugh: "Threatening me?"
Pei Hengzhi stared at him without blinking, and shook his head.
Her already dwindling patience ran out. Luo Yunqing gripped her scarf, put her hands on her hips, and raised an eyebrow. "What exactly do you want?"
Pei Hengzhi couldn't explain it either. Under his mother's questioning, he still said that it was an accident caused by his own mistake and had nothing to do with anyone else.
Subconsciously, he didn't want his mother to hate Luo Yunqing and then do something detrimental to him. He thought about how he felt about Luo Yunqing...
"I want to know why you hate me to this extent."
He wanted to get to the bottom of things.
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