Chapter 591 The Mafia King in coma

Chapter 591 The Mafia King in coma

Jia had her jaw dropped. "Mingshen, are you out of your mind!?"

Lihua, who was in a trance-like state until now, faintly heard Mingshen talking that ran a shiver down her spine.

Mingshen stared at Lihua and sneered. "I am not out of my mind. Your sister is. She is killing her children anyway. I am just speeding up the process~ So I will do the ABORTION, and free her from her responsibilities. Then she can get all depressed she wants."

The way how he emphasized abortion snapped her out of her daze.

"Come on little chilly. I will be quick and efficient. I will take the twins out of your belly and get back to operating your ex-husband," he smiled.

Lihua widened her eyes in horror, and she trembled. "Y-you…How could you even think about killing my children?"

"You are the one trying to kill them first. I am just accelerating the process. I am sure you will appreciate it."

He started to drag her again, and Lihua tried her best to resist. "Sis! Sis!" Tears pooled in her eyes and she desperately looked at her for help.

At first, Jia was naturally enraged at Mingshen for talking shit about the twins. But she also understood a moment later of what he was actually trying to do.

Even Qingqing who would usually ferociously jump to protect Lihua at all times remained seated.

Lihua kept hitting his elbow as he started to drag her towards a ward. The dark room felt ominous, and she paled. She clutched her belly and gritted her teeth.

"Yang Mingshen! You cannot do this! If you dare touch my babies, I will kill you!" Her body was shaking and tears were falling out of her eyes.

Mingshen stepped in his way and jerked his head towards her. "Like I said, I am not killing them. You are."

She froze.

"Your depression will seriously and negatively affect the dumb kids in your belly. Come on. They are already gonna be so dumb, thanks to Wei and your genes," his gaze darkened. "How much more useless do you want them to become when they are born?"

Jia watched him, her nails itching to scratch his handsome face.

How dare you call my nieces or nephews dumb?

Lihua became somber, and she tearfully looked at her belly.

He shook off her arm and sneered. "I only let you in here because you were yapping like crazy, and I didn't want people to blame me if something happened to you or the dumb babies. That's why you are here or you would be at the mansion like everybody else. If you cannot act reasonably normal, then get the fuck out of here. I don't want you to make my Spicy riled up like that and get stressed over you," his black eyes looked extremely cold. "If I hear one more thing coming from you, I am gonna straightaway take the babies out of you. I will be merciful enough to not let them die by their mother's hands."

His harsh words stabbed her heart, but she knew he was right.

"He is not dead. So don't act like a widow already. That fucker is not going to die so soon. I still have to milk out a lot of money from him," he sneered.

"..."

Jia softly placed her hand on her shoulder. "Calm down, Lihua. Jiang Wei will be fine. Mingshen won't let anything happen to him."

Mingshen beamed. "Spicy, you-"

"Or you can just kill him."

Mingshen pouted. "My Spicy is harsh as always, but I like it~~"

Lihua shuddered. She blinked her at Jia. "Why does he talk like that with you?"

She smiled. "Well, he is a crazy bastard. Ignore him."

Mingshen was satisfied watching Jia go back to normal. He headed back to the operation theater. He paused and narrowed his eyes. "I saved Spicy from death's door once. I will do it once again to save that dumb man."

Lihua slowly nodded.

"And then milk all the money for this operation," his eyes gleamed with greed.

"..."

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A few hours later as the operation was done, Mingshen stepped out, taking out his surgical coat and mask.

Lihua and Jia immediately got up and rushed towards him. "Wei! How is Wei?"

Mingshen stared at them quite solemnly. "The operation is successful. I have removed the bullet."

Lihua's face brightened by several shades.

"So can I meet him?"

"You can but I cannot say when he will wake up."

She rapidly blinked her eyes. "What do you mean? It's successful. So he will wake up soon."

Jia stiffened, getting a bad feeling about this.

"You see, little chilly. I don't believe in fate because it's useless. I take control with my own hands. But here I feel that fate indeed exists because it's doing the same thing that it did with Spicy. Maybe fate is taking revenge from him for hurting Spicy once upon a time."

"I don't understand."

Mingshen took a long pause. "You see. He is alive. He is breathing. But just like how Spicy took a while to wake up from her coma, the same is happening with him. He is fine but not fine at the same time."

She froze.

"I will give him shock treatment later on after he recovers from the surgery. If he doesn't wake up then, then I don't know how long it might take for him to wake up. Basically, he is in a coma because a bullet striking a heart is no joke."

Lihua trembled. "What do you mean you don't know!? You have to know! You are the doctor!"

Mingshen said, "I am a doctor, yes. But even so, I couldn't make Spicy wake up immediately after her surgery. There is a woman who needs a heart transplant, but I cannot wake her up until that transplant is done. Medicine is not magic, little chilly because our bodies are not magical."

Lihua collapsed on the bench, shaking.

"Lihua!" Jia sat beside her, hugging as she trembled herself.

"Oh come on! Don't look like that! I am Yang Mingshen! I could bring my Spicy out of the coma. I will definitely bring that annoying Mafia King out of this hell too," his expression twisted. "The world has not ended."