Upon hearing this, Pei Mingzhu abruptly raised her head and looked at Ye Ningwan standing in front of her.
Pei Mingzhu's voice had become hoarse from her earlier desperate wailing.
She opened her mouth, almost silently asking Ye Ningwan.
"What did you say?"
Ye Ningwan seemed to have some patience. She calmly looked at Pei Mingzhu and spoke to her word by word.
"Your daughter was in a car accident and became a vegetable, right? If no one takes care of her, she will soon be brain dead. Unless she is really lucky, it is unlikely that she will ever wake up again."
She spoke calmly, her voice piercing Pei Mingzhu's bloodshot gaze.
Even if Fang Ruotang is really lucky and wakes up from a vegetative state like Pei Fengzhi, can she really live like a normal person again after being in a coma for several years?
Ye Ningwan's tone was indifferent and calm.
But every word she uttered, every syllable, even every punctuation mark, could transform into sharp knives stabbing into her heart, leaving it bleeding profusely.
Tears welled in Pei Mingzhu's eyes, the crimson color spreading to the corners of her eyes and cheekbones, making her cheekbones appear even more prominent.
She opened her mouth, her throat contracting and expanding repeatedly, producing a broken sound from her narrow throat.
"Stop talking! Stop talking! I told you to stop!!! Ahhhhhh—"
Pei Mingzhu's scream pierced the space, and the sound that vibrated the eardrums echoed in Ye Ningwan and Pei Fengzhi's cochleas.
The next second, Ye Ningwan frowned and grabbed Pei Mingzhu's throat, her fingers choking Pei Mingzhu and silencing her.
"Stop yelling!"
Ye Ningwan gave a disgusted and irritated rebuke.
Pei Mingzhu's eyes widened, tears still welling up in her eyes. She stared silently at Ye Ningwan, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.
Ye Ningwan threw Pei Mingzhu on the ground and turned to go back upstairs.
She was tired and had no interest in wasting any more time with Pei Mingzhu.
But Pei Mingzhu suddenly grabbed the corner of Ye Ningwan's silk pajamas and pulled her back forcefully.
"Tear—"
The sound of silk tearing rang in her ears, forcing Ye Ningwan to turn around. She tried to snatch her nightgown back from Pei Mingzhu's hands, but Pei Mingzhu grabbed her hand instead, asking in an almost pleading voice.
"Can you guarantee it? How can you guarantee you can definitely save Tangtang?"
Ye Ningwan stared into Pei Mingzhu's eyes and asked, word by word.
Have you ever heard of the Immortal Physician?
Ye Ningwan only said a few words, but they were enough to leave Pei Mingzhu completely stunned.
She opened her mouth and murmured the two words Ye Ningwan had just said.
"The Immortal Physician..."
"The...immortal healer..."
Pei Mingzhu's eyes widened suddenly as she looked at Ye Ningwan with disbelief and hope, and said in a hoarse voice.
"Could it be that you are...you are the legendary...healer...?"
Ye Ningwan smiled and nodded, answering her firmly.
"I am."
Finally, Pei Mingzhu suddenly gripped Ye Ningwan's hand tightly and held it close to her chest.
Ye Ningwan didn't move, looking down at her with disdain.
After a very long time, Pei Mingzhu opened her mouth and silently uttered a few words.
She said.
"Please...please...save her...please..."
A gentle, indulgent smile curved Ye Ningwan's lips, her delicate lips blooming like roses.
"What did you say?"
Pei Mingzhu knelt at Ye Ningwan's feet, her previous haughty demeanor completely gone.
Her voice unconsciously rose a little.
"I beg you! Please save my daughter!"
Bang bang bang.
Pei Mingzhu slammed her forehead against the floor tiles at Ye Ningwan's feet, and blood quickly appeared on her forehead, flowing down and covering her face.
Ye Ningwan didn't even blink, just coldly watching Pei Mingzhu kowtow repeatedly on the ground.
Pei Fengzhi, standing behind Ye Ningwan, did not react at all, as if the person kneeling on the ground was not his older sister who was more than twenty years older than him.
Finally, when Pei Mingzhu collapsed to the ground from exhaustion, Ye Ningwan's toes touched Pei Mingzhu's shoulder.
Pei Mingzhu's body, which was about to bend down, suddenly stopped, as Ye Ningwan held her in mid-air.
Pei Mingzhu slightly raised her head, her blood-covered face facing Ye Ningwan. Tears and blood mingled, making her face covered in blood, and her bloodshot eyes stared intently at Ye Ningwan.
Ye Ningwan slightly raised her chin and said to Pei Mingzhu with obvious disdain.
"Alright, stop staring at me with that bloodied face! Are you trying to scare me to death?"
As she spoke, she withdrew her foot and took two steps back.
The butler, who had been nowhere to be seen until now, suddenly appeared. He stepped forward, helped Pei Mingzhu up, and politely handed her a warm, damp towel to wipe her face. He then bandaged the wound on her forehead.
Pei Mingzhu was in a hurry to return to the hospital and refused the housekeeper's suggestion.
However, the housekeeper still whispered a reminder to Pei Mingzhu.
"Young lady, you're frightening our mistress."
Pei Mingzhu then obediently sat down and let the housekeeper bandage her wounds.
...
Inside the car.
Ye Ningwan changed her clothes and leaned lazily against Pei Fengzhi's chest, yawning as if she were sleepy.
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