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"Thank you." Cheng Tian Painting looked up at him and said, "Did you see that? Everything I've done was worth it. I no longer have any resentment in my heart, no longer have any … "

Regardless of whether it's Old Lady Shen or Shen Mushui … At this moment, she no longer resented him.

"I finally saw a real smile on your face, too." "No," he said.

Cheng Tian Hua happily raised his head. "I will smile like this often in the future."

"Really?"

"Of course."

"That's great." Gu Zi Hao stroked her dark circles with his fingertips: "Did you hear what the doctor said? Go back and take a good rest. Wait until your aunt's illness stabilizes before coming back. Face her with your best face. "

Cheng Tian nodded his head, "I'll be back immediately."

Go back and get a good night's sleep.

She said to Gu Zihao, "Thank you for accompanying me for so long. You should go back and rest."

"You've thanked me many times." Gu Zi Hao laughed. "Let's go. I'll send you back."

Shen Moxi received a call from the attending physician at the very first moment, informing him of the condition of Cheng Yanyun's operation. However, when he saw Cheng Tian painting, he still asked in an unwitting manner, "How's the operation?"

From a distance, he could see the smile in Cheng Tian's eyes as he could not conceal his excitement.

Cheng Tian Hua stopped two meters away from him and replied, "The doctor said the operation was successful."

"Congratulations."

"Thank you." Cheng Tian painting sized him up, "You're going out?"

"Yes, He Hui was in a car accident. I need to take care of it myself." As he spoke, he walked out of the room.

Personally? Cheng Tian Hua was slightly surprised. It seemed that the Shen family really had feelings for He Hui. Even the eldest young master had shown himself.

The large room was empty and quieter than usual. Hai Zhu told Cheng Tian Hua that Old Granny would be resting in the room, Lady Shen would go out to take care of He Hui's aftermath, and Sister Zhang would be sent to the hospital out of grief and unconsciousness.

For He Hui's death, other than feeling some sympathy, Cheng Tian Hua didn't feel anything. After all, He Hui had framed her time and time again, and had almost caused her to lose her life.

After washing her face and changing her clothes, she went to bed.

This time, he slept soundly. When he woke up, it was already ten at night.

She called the hospital and was told that her mother was still in the intensive care unit and was not receiving family visits.

She also sent a short message to her mother telling her that the operation had been successful, then took care of herself a little, intending to go downstairs and find something to eat.

When they reached the spiral staircase, she heard Shen Mushui's voice from downstairs. "The driver of the truck found it, it was the overloading that caused the brakes to fail. The driver had to be young or old, he was so poor that he couldn't even pay ten thousand dollars, so his claim was basically hopeless."

The old lady sighed, "Since everyone is dead, what's the point of having so many claims?"

The old lady continued, "Before I died, Little Hui was still complaining that I didn't look at her properly and didn't marry her to you. Now that I've heard the news of her death, my heart is extremely anxious. You must help me take care of her and burn some incense for her, or else I won't be able to rest in peace."

"I will." Shen Mushui agreed.

Walking down, Cheng Tian Hua politely asked, "Grandmother, why are you still up so late at night?"

The two people in the living room turned around at the same time. Seeing her, the old lady smiled and asked, "I heard that your mother's operation was very successful?"

"Yes, and thanks to Grandma for giving my mother the chance to have surgery." Cheng turned to Shen Muxi and asked out of politeness, "How are things going with He Hui's affairs?"

"It's basically done." Shen Moxi replied.

"Little Hui died. God has given you an explanation." The old lady smiled bitterly, "Don't complain about the injustice in the future. It seems that the heavens are still fair today."

Seeing the reluctant expression on the old lady's face, Cheng Tian Painting simply smiled without saying a word.

That's right, it seemed that the heavens had cared for her today. They had taken away He Hui, who had done everything in their power to kill her, and had also sent her her mother, her only family member.

She knew that the old lady was not willing to part with He Hui, and she also knew that she was complaining to herself, thinking that she had indirectly forced He Hui to his death.

During the past week, Cheng Tianshu spent most of his time by his mother's side, rarely came back to spend the night at the Shen Mansion, and there was basically no communication with Shen Muxi.

It was rare to find a place to stay tonight. They were still busy with their own things and sleeping on their own.

The next morning, it was still Shen Moxi who sent Cheng Tian Hua to the hospital. When the car stopped in front of the hospital, Cheng Tian Hua turned his head to look at Shen Mu Xi hesitantly as he opened the door of the car.

She really wanted Shen Moxi to accompany her to see her mother. This was already considered as filial piety. However, Shen Mouxi only had his head lowered as he picked out a CD from the cupboard, without any intention of accompanying her to have a look.

Cheng Tian Painting finally gave up on this idea and got off the car to leave.

After the seat beside him was empty, Shen Mushui stopped picking out the CD and raised his eyes to look at her leaving figure. Only after that slender figure completely disappeared within the hospital gates did he start the car and leave.

Cheng Tian Hua put on his protective suit and entered the intensive care unit, then sat down in front of his mother's bed.

She didn't have much time to stay, and every minute was particularly precious. She held onto the hand of Cheng Yanyun and called out softly, "Mom …"

Cheng, who was in bed, did not respond. Cheng was not worried because the doctor said it was a normal phenomenon.

She called out again, full of longing, "Mom, when you wake up, I won't be that silly girl who doesn't even know who I am anymore. You'll tell me the past, right?"

She believed that her mother would not forget everything like she did, and the attending doctor said that she would not lose her memory.

Although she didn't have to know about her past, it was better for her to know about it than not to know about it.

Cheng Guanyun had been in a coma the entire time. He was afraid of disturbing her rest, so he didn't dare to speak. He just sat quietly in front of the bed, looking at her.

At the ward's door, Mistress Yang pushed the sunglasses on her face and turned her head to Sis Ceng, "It looks like the operation was really successful."

"Yes, Miss Cheng told me personally." Sis Ceng said.

After a moment of silence, Mistress Yang asked again, "Why isn't Gu Zi Hao here today?"

"If Miss Cheng doesn't accept it, then Gu Zi Hao won't have the face to come every day."

"Truly …" "He doesn't know how to chase a girlfriend at all." Mistress Yang snappily replied.

In order to create an opportunity for Gu Zihao, during the operation, she lied that she had not shown up at the hospital, even putting pressure on Shen Muxi not to come.

Because she knew that Cheng Tian painting must have been the most helpless and needed company at that time, and Gu Zi Hao's appearance was undoubtedly a warm current planted in her heart. As long as it was a normal woman, she would be moved.

The door to the ward opened and Cheng Tian painting walked out.

Mistress Yang adjusted the smile on her face and walked up. She grabbed Cheng Tian Painting's hand and said, "I've already asked the attending doctor about this. It's said that the operation was a success."

"Yes, the doctor said he would wake up the day after tomorrow."

Mistress Yang's heart sank, but her face was filled with pleasant surprise. "Really? Did the doctor really tell you that? "

"Yes."

"That's great. You can finally talk to Mom."

"That's right." Cheng Tian Painted said with a smile, "I just told my mother that when she wakes up, she must tell me more about my past."

Without batting an eyelid, Sis Ceng caught Mistress Yang's arm, afraid that she would fall down.

Mistress Yang's legs did indeed almost give out, but she did not really give up. With a forced smile, she said, "That's right, your mother knows your past even better than I do."

"Mother, do you want to go in and see her?" The excited Cheng Tian painting did not feel the surging emotions in Mistress Yang's heart.

"Sure." Mistress Yang nodded and walked into the ward with her.

On the third day after the operation, Cheng Rangyun finally woke up.

When Cheng Tian Painting received the news, he was eating in the cafeteria on the first floor. She hurriedly put away her bowl and chopsticks, took a piece of paper to wipe the corner of her mouth while rushing upstairs. She couldn't wait to see her mother when she woke up.

In her five years of memory, she had never seen her mother awake, so she was extremely excited when she suddenly received news of her mother's awakening.

Cheng Tian Hua rushed into the elevator just before it closed. Due to his haste, he almost bumped into someone inside. She was stunned and instinctively bowed her head in apology. "I'm sorry."

A faint, familiar, masculine scent assaulted her nostrils, and she raised her head in surprise. The man standing in front of her was indeed Shen Mushui.

Why was he here? To see Yang Tenxin?

At this moment, Shen Muxi was also looking at her, his expression calm and indifferent. After a long while, he finally said: "Which floor are you going to?"

Only then did Cheng Tian Hua realize that he had yet to press the floor number, and hurriedly turned around to press the floor number. She noticed that the numbers on Yang Tingxin's house weren't lit up. She looked back at him and asked, "Why didn't you use the numbers?"

"I... I haven't had time to press. " Shen Moxi walked over and pressed the button on the floor where Yang Tingxin was.

The elevator went straight to the eighth floor. Cheng Tian Hua originally wanted to tell him that his mother had awoken, but then he realized that she might not even care about it, so he gave up on that idea.

The elevator doors closed and went straight to the top floor. Shen Moxi stood there stunned for a moment before stepping out.

As soon as Cheng Tian Hua entered the ward, he rushed to his mother's bedside, grabbed her hand and happily called out: "Mom …"

Before she came in, Cheng Youyun had her eyes closed as usual. She was quiet and peaceful, and when she heard Cheng Tian's "mom" voice, her eyelashes trembled slightly.

This tiny improvement made Cheng Tian Hua extremely happy, and he quickly called out, "Mom, did you hear what I said? I'm a small drawing. "

It was obvious that she was trying very hard to open her eyes. The light inside the room had already been deliberately dimmed, but perhaps she had slept for too long, so she still found it difficult to adapt to the light outside.

Cheng Tian Painting smiled and comforted her, "Mom, you don't have to rush. Take your time, you'll see something."

She knew her mother could understand what she was saying, because there were tears rolling down the corners of her thin eyes, and she must have been as excited and crying as she was, she thought.

This time, Cheng Guanyun's awakening time was very short. In less than an hour, he fell asleep once again.

The next time she woke up was in the night. Cheng Tian Hua was moistening her lips with a cotton swab. When she opened her eyes, she saw her daughter whom she hadn't seen for five years.

She did not know how long she had slept, but she could guess that it must have been a long time from the look on Cheng Tian's face.

She remembered the last time she saw Heaven Painting. Heaven Painting was still a young high school graduate, and there was no maturity or vicissitudes on his face. There was no need for more words. She knew that this sleep of hers would definitely bring down her daughter.

"Mom, don't be like this. You made me want to cry as well." Cheng Tian Painting grabbed her hand as tears welled up in his eyes.