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She clearly could do it too.
But soon she calmed down; this matter was indeed too strange.
This was something that hadn't happened in over a decade!
After lying in the hospital for so many days without studying, not only had she not regressed, but she had actually become smarter. How odd!
Zheng Mengni rested her little head in thought.
Wait!
That dream...
In the dream, Ye Bingran grew up in an orphanage, his fate tragic yet favored by the heavens. Even if he did nothing, luck would still come his way.
Ye Bingran found money on the street and won the lottery just by buying a ticket at random. Anyone he liked would like him back, while those who disliked him would choke on cold water.
His life was filled with fortune and rain.
If the dream were true, how could someone as lucky as Ye Bingran end up a vegetable lying in a hospital bed?
This only meant one thing:
Heaven had opened its eyes!
This fool who lived off others and enjoyed life without effort had been taken by the heavens!
And she!
After working so hard for so long, she was finally noticed—sob, sob, sob.
Zheng Mengni covered her face, choking back tears that never fell.
What was she crying about?
After all the effort she put in, she finally received her reward.
She should be laughing!
She needed to laugh hard!
Zheng Mengni gleefully propped her little head up, leaning over Ye Bingran's bedside, poking his arm with her other hand.
So, if you want to survive...
"You need to work as hard as I do, don't give up! Look at me, after all this effort, haven't I made some progress? You little fool, you thought you could push me around? Now you're getting your just desserts. I didn't even have to lift a finger for you to stumble like this. Ha! Serves you right!"
She laughed for a while before suddenly falling silent.
"Fine, let me tell you, I'm not pitying you. It's just that Mom is really heartbroken. If you had any sense of filial piety at all, please wake up soon, okay? You overestimate yourself, provoking the wrong people and ending up like this. Do you know how much pain you've caused Mom?"
"You silly child."
Zheng Mengni had slept enough; she felt exhausted after a day of studying. Her head was spinning, and she was so tired that she thought about resting for just a little while before going to eat. But as soon as she closed her eyes, she uncontrollably sank into the dark silence, falling into a deep sleep.
In the hospital room, the person with closed eyes seemed to twitch slightly. It was an extremely faint reaction, not even lasting a second—impossible to capture.
In another world’s hospital room, it was bustling with noise and arguments.
"Ye Zong is already brain dead; no matter how many doctors you call in, it won't change the outcome! Can't you face reality? Is it so hard to let him go peacefully?"
"Did he say he wanted to give up? Did he ever say he wanted to die so that you could remove the oxygen mask?"
"You lunatic! This is utterly unreasonable!"
"It was already hard enough for Ye Zong to live; why can't you let him rest in peace now that he's gone?"
After the argument, the room fell silent. They didn't even dare to look at the man lying on the bed. He had once been so spirited and remarkably handsome.
What kind of appearance has it taken on? It's truly a trick of fate.
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