Cheng Haoyu became a vegetable, Zhang Fengrong also fell ill, and Zheng Xinyi completely collapsed.
Cheng Dayu sat in the hospital corridor and sighed, "What the hell is going on? Things keep happening at home, and I can't take it anymore."
"Dad, don't be like this. My mom will be fine." At this time, Cheng Haoyang, as the only healthy man in the Cheng family, had to bear all the pressure.
"In the final analysis, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have rushed to the mountain to tell my eldest brother and his wife that they had left. If I hadn't rushed to tell my eldest brother, he wouldn't have slipped down the mountain out of anxiety. If my eldest brother was safe, Mom wouldn't be lying here because of excessive grief." Cheng Haoting frowned, her tone full of self-blame.
"Haoting, don't say that. You are doing this for big brother's own good. Big brother will understand." Cheng Haoyang placed his comforting hand on her shoulder.
"But my brother has become a vegetable and will never wake up again." Cheng Haoting looked at the sky with tears in her eyes.
"These children have such a hard life. Xinyi looks forward to the day when Haoyu recovers his memory day and night. She looks forward to it day and night, hoping that Haoyu can come to the Zheng family to take them home. Now Haoyu has finally recovered his memory, but this kind of thing happened again. It's really God's trick on them!" Cuihua sighed from the bottom of her heart.
"Doctor, how is my wife?" Cheng Dayu grabbed the doctor who came out of the ward and asked. At this moment, his body could no longer withstand any blow or pressure. Cheng Haoyu's collapse had already made him exhausted. If Zhang Fengrong had another accident, he really felt that he would faint on the spot.
"Don't worry, this lady's condition is not serious. She is just too sad. She will be fine after a few days of rest." The doctor's answer made Cheng Dayu completely relieved.
"I said, God won't be so cruel to our Cheng family." Cheng Haoyang held Cheng Dayu's arm tightly.
When Cheng Dayu pushed the door open and walked in, Zhang Fengrong had already woken up and was lying on the bed. He stretched out his arms to Cheng Dayu and said weakly, "Dayu, how is our son?"
"Don't worry about your son's affairs for now. Take care of your own health. If something happens to you at this time, how can I live?" Cheng Dayu said, holding her arm tightly.
"Mother-in-law, you should take good care of yourself. Haoyu is fine for the time being, and Xinyi is accompanying him now." Cuihua responded from the side.
Zhang Fengrong looked up at the ceiling and sighed deeply. "Why did our son roll down the mountain? God is so unfair! It's so unfair! I, Zhang Fengrong, am old, and you let me take Haoyu's place to suffer this. Please let my son go!"
"Mom, don't be like this. Although my brother has become a vegetable, at least he is still alive. As long as a person is alive, there is hope." Cheng Haoyang said, grabbing her arm.
"My second brother and I are by your side. In the future, my second brother and I will work harder to be filial to you and dad." Cheng Haoting said with a choked voice.
"Mother-in-law, the old people often say that as long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. Haoyu's current situation is not optimistic, but like Haoyang said, as long as a person is still alive, it is better than anything else. Maybe one day a miracle will really happen again." Zheng Shaochun spoke to comfort her.
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