"The patient's heart has stopped, and their vital signs are currently being maintained by machines. The family should prepare themselves."
The young nurse's words, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, choked the breath of everyone present.
Ever since Zhang Meiyu found out about Tang Zhongcheng's affair with Aunt Xue, she had been in an extremely suppressed state.
It was like a taut string, the tighter it was pulled, the sooner it would snap.
Originally, she had vented her rage upon Aunt Xue, sending her to prison, which brought her some solace.
However, Tang Zhongcheng rescuing Aunt Xue became the last straw that broke Zhang Meiyu's back.
Tang Zhongcheng's hand, holding the critical illness notice, trembled.
His face was exceptionally grim.
"How... how could this happen... how could this happen?"
At this moment, his sons all looked at Tang Zhongcheng with eyes full of blame.
If looks could kill, Tang Zhongcheng would have been cut into a thousand pieces by the Tang family's three brothers.
Whether Zhang Meiyu could pull through was uncertain.
Although her allotted lifespan was not over, it did not mean she would wake up.
Time passed, bit by bit.
The light in the emergency room remained on, and so it went for the entire night.
Butler Wang bought some food for everyone.
"It's no use staying here without eating or drinking. Everyone, please have something to fill your stomachs."
No one moved.
Tang Xiaomin, exhausted and thirsty, couldn't bear it any longer and took a sip of water.
Seeing this, Tang Ye retorted sarcastically, "Tang Xiaomin, Mom is still in there fighting for her life, and you have the appetite to eat? Is your heart made of stone?"
In her past life, she was forced to donate a kidney.
When she woke up from surgery, all she had was a scar on her waist.
There was no one in her hospital room.
The medical staff ignored her, and no one came to see her.
Her lips were cracked, and she was on the verge of death.
She lay alone in the cold hospital room, feeling time slip away.
Feeling despair, feeling her life slowly fade.
Experiencing the process of dying.
In her past life, she had done nothing wrong. A person like her, without fault, should have gone to heaven after death.
But she died with hatred, her resentment too deep, so she could only go to hell.
Tang Xiaomin took a sip of water first.
"I'm not the one who harmed her like this. Go find whoever harmed her and settle the score. What's the point of blaming me?"
Hearing this, the three brothers all looked at Tang Zhongcheng with ill intentions.
They just glared at him, but no one actually went up to settle accounts.
After all, even if they beat Tang Zhongcheng to death, Zhang Meiyu might not have survived this ordeal.
Looking at Tang Zhongcheng's dejected appearance, Tang Xiaomin felt disgusted.
"You harmed her to this state, and now you're putting on a heartbroken act for whom?"
"We'll stay here to watch over her. You're not needed. Go back to your villa in Clear Water Bay and accompany your mistress. Your presence here only disgusts others."
Tang Xiaomin's words were harsh.
But Tang Yu and the others just listened silently; none of them stopped her.
At this point, everyone knew that Tang Zhongcheng was responsible for Zhang Meiyu's condition.
Now, the brothers only harbored resentment and indifference towards Tang Zhongcheng.
Tang Zhongcheng remained silent, his remorse beyond words.
He hadn't expected Zhang Meiyu to suddenly go to the villa in Clear Water Bay.
Li Xue was stirring up trouble in prison, and he was afraid that Li Xue would tell Tang Yiyi about something. So, he had to get Li Xue out first.
He hadn't expected that only two days had passed before Zhang Meiyu found out about it.
He also hadn't expected Zhang Meiyu's heart to be so fragile.
...
At three in the afternoon, the light in the emergency room finally went out.
After nearly twenty hours of rescue by the doctors, Zhang Meiyu's life was temporarily saved and she was transferred to the intensive care unit.
The family could only watch her from afar through the glass.
Zhang Meiyu was connected to various tubes, even a ventilator, and her condition was still very dangerous.
The Tang Corporation couldn't be without a leader. Tang Yu had to go to work.
After negotiation, Tang Xu, Tang Ye, and Tang Xiaomin would take turns guarding Zhang Meiyu at the hospital.
Tang Zhongcheng also stayed at the hospital every day.
Tang Family.
In the living room.
Tang Xiaomin sat in the seat Zhang Meiyu used to occupy, arranging the carnations Butler Wang had just bought.
She wrapped a large bouquet with wrapping paper.
"Butler Wang, do you think my wrapping is pretty?"
Butler Wang nodded.
"Madam likes the fragrance of fresh flowers. She used to take care of all the flowers in the house herself. She will definitely be happy to receive your flowers."
Zhang Meiyu had been unconscious for three days, and the doctor couldn't say when she would wake up.
If she didn't wake up, she would spend the rest of her life lying in bed.
Tang Xiaomin had died once, so she was indifferent to matters of life and death.
"It's my turn to watch over her at the hospital today. Let's go."
Being told to watch over Zhang Meiyu at the hospital actually meant standing outside the intensive care unit and staring wistfully.
When Tang Xiaomin arrived at the hospital, Tang Xu was talking to some doctors.
Tang Zhongcheng looked haggard, listening silently on the side.
Tang Xiaomin handed the flowers she had wrapped to a nurse.
The nurse placed the flowers on the windowsill of the intensive care unit, adding a splash of color to the cold room.
Tang Zhongcheng was unshaven, looking like he had aged three years in three days.
It had to be said that Tang Zhongcheng did have feelings for Zhang Meiyu.
It's just that... he made a fatal, unfixable mistake, and then compounded it.
Tang Xiaomin glanced at Tang Zhongcheng and said irritably,
"I advise you to leave. If you stay here and she wakes up and sees you, what if she gets angry again?"
Tang Zhongcheng sat on the bench, looking up with a face full of exhaustion.
"I made a mistake, but do I not even have the right to stay here and watch over her?"
He still had the nerve to ask!
Tang Xiaomin gave Tang Zhongcheng a look of disgust.
"If she wakes up and sees you here, what use will you be besides angering her to death?"
"If you truly want her to recover, then leave quickly. Perhaps she'll wake up the moment you leave."
Tang Zhongcheng's expression turned ugly, and he muttered,
"Is it really because I'm here that she's not waking up?"
As for whether it was true, who could say for sure?
Just then, Tang Yiyi and Aunt Xue walked over from the elevator.
Tang Yiyi was carrying a flower basket.
"Butler Wang, this flower basket is for my mother. I hope she wakes up soon."
...
Tang Xiaomin was speechless. These two actually dared to come.
It was clear they were afraid Zhang Meiyu wouldn't die and had come to deliver the final blow.
Butler Wang was about to take Tang Yiyi's flower basket when Tang Xiaomin snatched it into her own hands.
Looking at the lilies in the flower basket, even though the person in the intensive care unit wasn't herself, Tang Xiaomin was furious.
"Ms. Zhang doesn't like lilies. Tang Yiyi, why are you giving her lilies? What are your intentions?"
Tang Yiyi feigned a wronged expression and explained, "When she arranged flowers, she often brought lilies to my room, so how could she not like them?"