Madam Nangong's words of comfort helped Nangong Zixin to see things in a better light, and the next day she dressed up and went to the hospital.
Seeing her younger sister still in the same position on the hospital bed, she felt a pang of sadness. She quietly approached the bedside, looked at Shen Shiyi with her eyes closed, and couldn't help but speak.
"Shiyi, don't be angry that I haven't come to see you these past few days. I hope you wake up soon so we can go shopping, watch movies, and drink milk tea together, okay?"
At this moment, Yan Yaru was negotiating with Lu Qinzhou and others outside the door.
"Hello, I'm Shen Shiyi's friend. I'd like to go in and see her. Is that alright? Or could you please let me know?"
Ji Xuanchen and the others glanced at her.
"Miss Yan, I'm sorry, the Boss isn't here, so it's not convenient for us to let anyone else in."
Nangong Zixin thought she was hallucinating and paused for a few seconds before realizing what was happening. She got up and opened the door.
"Miss Yan, it's you?"
Upon seeing Nangong Zixin, Yan Yaru felt resentful.
"Didn't they say outsiders aren't allowed in? How did you get in?"
Hearing her words, Nangong Zixin chuckled and spoke.
"I'm not exactly an outsider, we've known each other for over ten years."
Yan Yaru was taken aback.
"More than ten years?"
They seemed to have known each other for over a decade. Seeing her suddenly fall silent, Nangong Zixin was taken aback.
“We’ve known each other for over ten years, but it doesn’t remember me.”
Nangong Zixin was taken aback upon hearing this.
"What?"
She said that their relationship was very delicate, or more accurately, Yan Yaru's feelings for her.
Nangong Zixin looked at Chen Tinghai and spoke solemnly.
"Call your boss. I want Miss Yan to meet your young mistress."
Chen Tinghai was taken aback upon hearing this, then looked up at Nangong Zixin and nodded.
"yes."
Qin Ziming, who was in his office, fell silent when he received a call from the hospital bodyguard.
"Are you saying Miss Yan is Yan Yaru, the eldest daughter of the Yan Group?"
Chen Tinghai spoke respectfully.
"yes."
After Qin Ziming hung up the phone, Chen Tinghai looked at the two of them.
"The boss said it's okay, you can go in."
For safety reasons, Chen Tinghai followed him into the ward.
Upon seeing the person in the hospital bed, Yan Yaru suddenly burst into silent tears.
Nangong Zixin didn't understand why she was crying so sadly, so she just reached out and patted her shoulder.
"You should still be careful. Shiyi is just not awake yet, but she is not without consciousness."
Upon hearing this, Yan Yaru quickly composed herself. She placed the baby's breath she had brought on the bedside table and looked down at the pale-faced Shen Shiyi.
"You know, you once gave me a beautiful bouquet of purple baby's breath. I remember you had just bought it, but you gave it to me. Thank you for being there for me and warming my childhood."
Hearing her mutter to herself, Chen Tinghai and Nangong Zixin were both stunned.
It turns out they really did meet more than a decade ago. What kind of warmth could make a young lady from a respectable family remember someone so fondly?
When Yan Yaru returned home, she found her mother to be in low spirits, and she went over to her mother, puzzled.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Yan's mother sighed sadly.
“I’ve asked Niannian and Fanfan out several times recently, but they’ve all refused.”
Yan Yaru understood immediately and quickly explained to her mother.
"Mom, that's because their mother had an accident."
Yan's mother, who was sitting on the sofa, was taken aback.
"Something happened? What happened? Wasn't she pregnant? Judging from the timeline, she should have given birth by now."
She comforted herself with this thought.
"They've probably been too busy lately, which is why Niannian and the others haven't been in the mood to come over."
If Yan's mother didn't know what to say, she pursed her lips and spoke again.
"They did give birth, but it's been a month. They're twins, a boy and a girl, but their mother has been in a coma for a month."
Upon hearing this, Yan's mother looked at her daughter in shock.
"What did you say?"
"Mom, I'm telling the truth. I just got back from the hospital."
Upon hearing this, Mother Yan could no longer sit still.
"No, why did she go into premature labor and then fall into a coma?"
To put it nicely, it's called a coma; to put it bluntly, it's called a vegetative state.
Recalling what happened a month ago, Yan Yaru began to explain everything to her mother.
"That's how it happened. The baby was actually delivered by the mother via cesarean section. At the time, the hospital even issued a critical condition notice, but fortunately, she pulled through."
It's a pity that he still hasn't woken up.
Hearing this, Yan's mother couldn't help but shed tears.
"This is truly suffering. It's true what they say, good people don't live long, but evil people live for a thousand years. Alas."
Hearing her mother stand up for her friend, Yan Yaru felt a warmth in her heart.
Before going to bed, Yan's mother was sullen, and Yan's father looked at her and asked her in confusion.
"Honey, what's wrong?"
Yan's mother frowned and looked up.
"Don't you know about what happened to Niannian's mother?"
Yan's father was taken aback when he heard this. He knew about the matter, but he didn't tell his wife because he was afraid she would worry.
"I……"
Hearing her husband's hesitation, Yan's mother understood.
"So you knew all along, and I was the only one kept in the dark."
Yan's mother angrily slapped her husband's hand away.
"What, don't I have the right to know? They've all been keeping it from me. I was wondering if they'd done something wrong and upset the kids."
After all this time, she's been worrying about the wrong things.
Seeing his wife's pouty face, which could practically hold a soy sauce bottle, he jokingly said something.
"Should I go to the kitchen and find a bottle of soy sauce to hang it up for you?"
Upon hearing his words, Yan's mother couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Pfft, can you stop being so funny? Let's keep a low profile when we're out and about."
Yan's mother couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright, are you thinking of opening a workshop? Everyone's teasing me now."
Father Yan reached out and affectionately patted his wife's head, murmuring to himself.
"You're still like a child."
Yan's mother pouted.
"Isn't that good? Do you want me to be mature, calculating, and shrewd?"
Father Yan shook his head.
"Fine, just do what you always do."
Hearing her husband's strong objection, Yan's mother couldn't help but smile.
Leng's mother learned about Shen Shiyi's accident half a month later.
When Leng's mother was invited to the Su family's old residence, she was speechless upon seeing the villa in front of her.
Aunt Li came to the door to greet her. Seeing her stunned look, she was puzzled, but quickly put on a warm smile.
"Hello, are you Mrs. Leng?"
Reminded by her, Leng's mother came to her senses.
Hello, this is me.
"I'm so sorry, our young lady was originally going to greet you, but the babies kept crying, so she asked me to greet you first. Please call me Aunt Li."
Leng's mother was a gentle person, and upon hearing this, she smiled faintly.
"I understand, thank you for your trouble, Aunt Li."
"You're welcome, please come in."
As Leng's mother followed Li's wife into the living room, she saw Qin's mother carrying a child downstairs, with another woman beside her whom she did not recognize.
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