Chapter 900

"Song Weiyi, this time, it's really my fault." Zhao Mengmeng slid down the wall, covering her face with tears streaming down her face.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Song Weiyi gritted his teeth and dragged Zhao Mengmeng away from the corridor to the stairs.

The wind was very strong at night, and it was like a knife when it was blown on the face, it was cold and painful.

Song Weiyi was wearing a coat, but noticed that Zhao Mengmeng was just wearing home clothes at the moment.

"Mengmeng, why did you run out with so little clothes on? Are you crazy?"

Without any explanation, she took off her coat and put it on Zhao Mengmeng.

Then, he dragged Zhao Mengmeng inside again.

Although the smell of the toilet is not very good, it is not so cold compared to the air outlet of the stairs.

"Go inside and talk."

Zhao Mengmeng came back to her senses, looked at the knee-length coat, and raised her hand to take it off and return it to Song Weiyi.

"I'm not cold, you can dress yourself."

"You dress it for me." I was sweating profusely from running just now, if the cold wind blows right now, I will definitely catch a cold tomorrow.

It's just that Song Weiyi didn't get over Zhao Mengmeng's stubbornness, and took off the clothes forcefully and returned them to Song Weiyi.

"You dress yourself."

"You... don't know what's good." After holding back for a long time, Song Weiyi couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily.

Zhao Mengmeng leaned against the wall, looking a little depressed.

Seeing this, Song Weiyi couldn't say anything anymore. Now that he knows his heart hurts, why did he go so early?

For a long while, the two were relatively silent for a long time.

"Okay, stop thinking about it, it's not your fault."

Zhao Mengmeng hugged her legs and remained silent. It wasn't entirely her fault, but it was inseparable from her.

If it wasn't for her father's golf club, maybe she could conclude that Pei Chenyang's accident had nothing to do with her at all.

But this assumption does not hold.

Zhao Mengmeng couldn't control her head to think wildly, and even thought that Pei Chenyang...

They stayed in the toilet for a long time before they came out.

Back again, Wang Meng was carrying a big shopping bag in his hand.

Seeing Song Weiyi and Zhao Mengmeng walking together, Wang Meng immediately went towards them.

"Sister-in-law, I have bought it according to your order." He said, and handed over the shopping bag in his hand.

This is Song Weiyi who just texted Wang Meng, asking him to go down and buy a lady's coat.

"Thank you, Special Assistant Wang." Song Weiyi thanked him sincerely.

"It's all my job."

"Put it on." Song Weiyi took out the clothes and put them on Zhao Mengmeng.

Before Zhao Mengmeng spoke, Song Weiwei looked at her indifferently: "If you want to make sure that you are fine before uncle comes out, you'd better put it on."

After that, no one spoke.

The operation lasted until two o'clock in the morning.

Zhao Mengmeng's phone rang several times during the period, and it was Zhao Wei who called, asking where she was and why she didn't come home so late.

Zhao Mengmeng prevaricated.

The last time after that, I couldn't be fooled.

As a last resort, I told Zhao Wei that she was in the hospital.

"Hospital? All right, what are you going to do in the hospital?"

"Pei Chenyang was in a car accident and is being rescued."

After that, Zhao Mengmeng hung up the phone because the door of the operating room was opened.

A group of doctors and nurses filed out from inside.

People outside surrounded the attending doctor and kept asking him, "How is my uncle? Is he okay?"

The doctor who took off his mask and operated for more than ten hours in a row, now has a very ugly face.

"Temporarily out of danger."

Zhao Mengmeng was at the back of the crowd, after waiting for so long, when she heard what the doctor said, her whole body went limp, and she almost sat down on the ground.

However, the doctor's next sentence made everyone's hearts raise one after another.

"But whether you can wake up or not depends on the patient..."

"What does this mean? What is seeing a patient?" Pei Yibai was the first to question.

"I'm sorry, we tried our best, but the patient's situation is a bit complicated."

"Speak clearly." Pei Yibai's expression was gloomy.

"The structure of the brain is badly damaged, we tried our best to repair it, but..."

"Can you wake up, sorry I can't give a clear result."

Everyone's hearts suddenly turned cold.

Zhao Mengmeng covered her mouth in disbelief, completely dumbfounded.

"What's the worst case?" Pei Yibai's voice didn't fluctuate at all.

"Vegetable."

"If you don't wake up within a week, the patient will be permanently in a vegetable state."

Shaking his head, the doctor left with a solemn expression.

No one spoke again until Pei Chenyang was pushed out.

His whole head was wrapped tightly like a rice dumpling.

There was still a faint trace of blood on the bandage.

Pei Yifei had already cried and called her uncle, and Song Weiyi's eyes were also red.

No one could have expected that this accident would come so suddenly.

"How did this happen? Uncle will be fine." Pei Yifei sobbed, being the only one present who cried.

Zhao Mengmeng squeezed in from behind, staring blankly at Pei Chenyang, who was unresponsive.

How would you describe her feeling at this moment?

"Pei Chenyang, you are enough, this joke is not funny at all." Zhao Mengmeng stood in front of Pei Chenyang's hospital bed and scolded in a cold voice.

Song Weiwei looked at her in surprise, and then realized that he tugged Zhao Mengmeng's hand.

It's just that Zhao Mengmeng remained indifferent, and continued to stand, looking at Pei Chenyang's body fiercely.

"Do you think I'll be fooled by acting this bitter trick? It's childish, stop playing."

"Mengmeng..." Song Weiwei called out in a low voice.

"Get up, get up for me immediately, what are you pretending to be dead? Don't you feel ashamed when a big man pretends to be dead?" Zhao Mengmeng roared angrily, her voice piercing.

But it makes people feel inexplicably sad.

Song Weiyi stopped calling Zhao Mengmeng, because he already knew that Zhao Mengmeng's abnormality at the moment was because he couldn't accept what the doctor said just now.

"Get up, get up!" Zhao Mengmeng kept shaking the hospital bed.

Only this time, he was held back by Pei Yibai.

"What are you crazy about?"

At this moment, Pei Chenyang is a seriously injured patient, and he can't stand her shaking like this.

"Let go of me, Pei Chenyang, why are you pretending to be dead?" Zhao Mengmeng kept struggling, staring at Pei Chenyang.

"Push uncle away." Pei Chenyang ordered the nurse sullenly.

A moment later, Pei Chenyang's hospital bed was hurriedly pushed out of everyone's sight by the nurse, and transferred to the intensive care unit.

Only then did Pei Yibai let go of Zhao Mengmeng, and walked away with long legs.

"Mengmeng, are you alright?" Song Weiyi helped Zhao Mengmeng up. At this moment, Zhao Mengmeng was so distraught that it made people feel uneasy.

"Pei Chenyang, he's scaring me, he did it on purpose." Zhao Mengmeng said stubbornly, looking at the direction they left.

Li Liannian on the side was completely annoyed when he heard the words. "Scaring you? Ms. Zhao, what right do you have to say such things now? Who stomped on Mr. Pei's heart? He was covered in blood when he was sent to the hospital. Did you see that? There's no need to scare you?"