A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1632 - 333: Peach Blossoms Ablaze (Part 2)

Chapter 1632: Chapter 333: Peach Blossoms Ablaze (Part 2)

Yun Ya wasn’t pampered to such an extent; she thought that mothers-in-law usually made their daughters-in-law do chores and were bossy. However, her future mother-in-law treated her exceedingly well, no different from how one would treat their own daughter.

Yun Ya felt she was quite fortunate. When fate closes one door, it surely opens another window. The familial love she lacked in life would be compensated for by Zhuang Xiyue.

"By the way, there’s a dinner party tomorrow. Why don’t you accompany me?" Zhuang Xiyue suggested.

Yun Ya nodded, "Alright."

As soon as Yun Ya returned to her room, Ah Yun came in and said, "Miss, the First Madam is here."

Yun Ya sat in front of the mirror, slowly managing her long hair, and said indifferently, "Please let her in."

Shortly, Meng Shujing walked in and, without a word, kneeled in front of Yun Ya with a "thud." Yun Ya quickly stepped back and said, frowning, "Aunt, what are you doing?"

"Yun Ya, Aunt has something she must ask you to do, you must promise Aunt." In just a short period, Meng Shujing had aged considerably, with wrinkles on her face and gray hair, looking a whole decade older.

Yun Ya sighed and bent down to help her up, but Meng Shujing stubbornly stayed kneeling: "If you don’t promise me, I won’t get up."

"I promise you." Yun Ya said indifferently.

Meng Shujing looked at her in shock.

Yun Ya smiled faintly, "It’s just about eldest sister’s illness, right? I promise you."

Meng Shujing went from shock to joy, then slapped herself, sobbing loudly, "Yun Ya, I’m a terrible person, hit me. I’ve done so many despicable things, yet you’re not angry and help me regardless, you’re truly my benefactor. In the future, whatever you ask me to do, I will absolutely comply..."

"Aunt, your words are too much for me, please get up, or I won’t save eldest sister."

Meng Shujing immediately stood up.

"I will do my best to save eldest sister, but Aunt, don’t get your hopes too high...."

"You’re Dr. Nyx, is there anything you can’t do? Even if it’s hopeless, I accept that."

Yun Ya laughed, "Alright, tomorrow I’ll go to the hospital to see eldest sister’s condition."

Meng Shujing was moved to tears, "I’m truly grateful to you."

Actually, Yun Ya didn’t want to get involved in such troubles. For a person in a vegetative state, unless a miracle occurs, it’s like a death sentence; even brain experts worldwide are helpless, what could she do?

But thinking of Yan Jin’s tragic life, seeing Meng Shujing’s sorrowful and desperate appearance, and Xuanxuan losing a mother’s care, she couldn’t help but soften.

She was a doctor, committed to healing and saving lives, continually exploring and pushing forward amid difficulties.

Although being in a vegetative state is recognized as a medical challenge and, up to now, lacks a perfect solution, it doesn’t mean there’s no avenue. There was originally no path in the world, but when more people traverse it, it becomes one. This was an unexplored path, and if she succeeded, it would be unprecedented.

But everything hinged on seeing Yan Jin’s situation before drawing any conclusions.

After sending Meng Shujing away, Yun Ya fell onto the bed in exhaustion; Ah Yun brought hot water for Yun Ya to soak her feet, and with her feet in the warm water, all the fatigue seemed to evaporate instantly.

"Miss, can a person in a vegetative state really wake up? Even though it’s often shown like that in TV dramas, the probability is minuscule, right?"

Yun Ya stared at the ceiling and said lightly: "There’s literature reporting that among patients surviving from traumatic brain injury, 33% wake up at three months, increasing to 46% at six months, and going up to 52% at twelve months. There remains a 1.6% probability of waking after twelve months; the longer one is in a vegetative state, the smaller the chance. For non-brain injury patients, the probability is even less, only 11% at three months, increasing to 15% at twelve months, so there’s still a good chance for eldest sister."

"Miss, your memory is impressive, remembering such complex numbers so clearly, but how will you save her?"

No more sound came.

Ah Yun looked up and found Yun Ya had fallen asleep at some point.

After wiping Yun Ya’s feet, she moved her to the bed, took off her clothes, and covered her with a blanket. Once everything was done, Ah Yun turned off the lights and carried the foot basin outside.

Under the same sky at night, Pei Qinghan stepped out of the car and walked toward the villa.

Returning to the study, he worked for a while before Fu Bai knocked and entered, received permission from Pei Qinghan, and came in with a glass of warm water and a medicine bottle.

"Brother Han, it’s time for your medication."

Pei Qinghan put down his pen and rubbed his temples.

He took the pill and washed it down with warm water.

"Brother Han, you need to go to the hospital for an eye check-up." Fu Bai reminded.

Pei Qinghan placed down the cup and said lightly, "I’ll go when I have time."

"I recently obtained a medicinal dish recipe from an old traditional Chinese doctor, which is very effective for improving your stomach. I’ll bring it over for you to try later?" Fu Bai probed tentatively.

Pei Qinghan simply said "hmm," without indicating whether he liked or disliked it, always with such a cold and distant temperament.

The kitchen prepared the medicinal dish, and just as Fu Bai was about to take it inside—everything Pei Qinghan eats must come through his hands—the phone suddenly rang, prompting him to set down the porridge bowl and step aside to take the call. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

A maid walked out of the kitchen with her head lowered, carrying the porridge bowl upstairs.

"Knock, knock, knock," the room door sounded rhythmically.

Pei Qinghan’s eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open from the outside; the maid carried the porridge bowl, her head bowed, walking step by step across the room, her mundane uniform unable to conceal the woman’s graceful figure.

"Dongfang Yi." Pei Qinghan correctly named her, his voice as cold as ice.

The woman raised her head; her face was smeared with dark powder, immediately covering her delicate features, appearing as a dark-skinned girl at first glance, with two pigtails, exceedingly rustic.

Dongfang Yi curled her lips, her eyebrows flowering, her eyes deep and boundless.

"Mr. Pei, long time no see, how have you been?"

Pei Qinghan’s indifferent voice carried a hint of chill: "Please disappear from my sight immediately, or I don’t mind handing you over to the police."

Now, Dongfang Yi is wanted everywhere outside; who would know she had been hiding in Pei Qinghan’s house?

Dongfang Yi slowly placed the porridge bowl in front of him: "This medicinal dish can improve your stomach, why don’t you try it?"

Pei Qinghan’s expression became even colder.

"Why, are you worried I may have poisoned the porridge? Though I’m not a good person, I would never do such a thing."

After a pause, she added: "Especially not to you."

"Xiao Bai." Pei Qinghan called in a deep voice, never once glancing at her.

Fu Bai appeared at the door, startled by Dongfang Yi, a cold sweat breaking out—he had been careless, allowing this woman to slip in; if she meant any harm to Brother Han...

"It’s my oversight; I’ll take this person out immediately." Fu Bai said, moving to grab Dongfang Yi.

Dongfang Yi dodged, addressed Pei Qinghan: "Mr. Pei, as long as you’re willing to protect me, you can name any condition."

Pei Qinghan scoffed, "What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?"

"Indeed, now I’m nothing but a stray dog, what right do I have to negotiate with you?" Dongfang Yi mocked herself, a cold glint suddenly flashing in her eyes.