Chapter 32: Comatose

Chapter 32

Ling Meng pressed down the anger in her heart and walked with Song Yanxue towards Ma Tao's shop. Suddenly, a wave of dizziness came over her, and then everything before her eyes sank into darkness.

"Mengmeng, what's wrong with you? Mengmeng, don't scare me!" Song Yanxue was given a fright, and quickly supported Ling Meng who was about to fall down.

Ling Yue soon finished the transaction with Older Tang.

"Young friend, are you free at the end of next month? There will be a gambling stone exchange meeting in Myanmar at the end of next month. If you are interested, you can call me." Older Tang took out his own business card and handed it to Ling Yue. He admired her very much. If it was an ordinary person who bid a top-grade imperial green glass seed jadeite, they would definitely not be as calm as her, as if that top-grade imperial green glass seed jadeite was still just a stone in her eyes. Such grace was not something an ordinary person could possess.

Even he had bid on so many jadeites before, but he would still be uncontrollably excited when seeing top-grade jadeites now.

Ling Yue took the business card and took a look, nodded slightly, "Okay."

"Can I have your phone number, young friend?" Older Tang wanted to keep in more contact with Ling Yue. Others thought she was just lucky to be able to bid out the imperial green glass seed, but he didn't think so, because she was too calm.

Ling Yue took out her mobile phone and dialed the number on Older Tang's business card. Hearing the mobile phone ringing in Older Tang's pocket, she hung up.

"Well, let's get in touch another day." Older Tang waved at Ling Yue with a smile and walked towards the back cutting workshop. He didn't let the stone cutter master stop just now because he wanted to see how big that piece of jadeite would cut out to be.

"Goodbye!" Ling Yue saw Older Tang off.

"It's bad, brother, Brother Mucheng, Mengmeng has fainted!" Song Yanxue rushed over anxiously, her face full of anxiety. She couldn't support Ling Meng alone, so she first helped her lie down on a boulder by the roadside.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mucheng walked quickly towards the stone cutting yard. The person was brought here by him, so he was also responsible if anything happened.

Song Ziyuan walked to Ling Yue, “Shall we go take a look?”

“No, you go.” What was wrong with Ling Meng, she knew very clearly. As long as she didn't make a move, Ling Meng could only become a vegetative person in the future. She was not the original owner of this body. When being bullied by others, the original owner would only swallow her grievances like a steamed bun.

“Then I won't go either.” Seeing there was still watermelon on the table, Song Ziyuan picked up a piece and handed it to Ling Yue, “Want some?”

"Mrs. Ling! We have fully examined Miss Ling, and there is no problem with her body. We are still checking the cause of the coma." This was also the doctor's first time encountering such symptoms.

"Hurry up and find out for me and wake my daughter up, otherwise I’m going to make your hospital close down!" After threatening several doctors, Yang Xiner came to Ling Meng's bedside and carefully held her hand. "Mengmeng, Mom is here. Hurry up and wake up.”

Ling Meng on the bed remained motionless, like a porcelain doll without life.

Yang Xiner could no longer hold back her tears.

"Auntie Yang." Zhou Mucheng walked to Yang Xiner's side and handed her a napkin.

Yang Xiner looked up at Zhou Mucheng, took the napkin, and asked, "Mucheng, why are you here too?" Zhou Mucheng was the best son-in-law candidate she had eyed. If it wasn't for Ling Yue's mother engaging Ling Yue to Zhou Mucheng early on when they were young, she would have long matched her daughter with Zhou Mucheng. Fortunately, it was not too late. That cheap woman Ling Yue now has a ruined face. The Zhou family would definitely not want a woman with a ruined face.

"I was the one who sent Mengmeng to the hospital." Zhou Mucheng's eyes fell on Ling Meng’s face, lost in thought.

"What exactly happened? Why did Mengmeng become like this?" Yang Xiner looked at Ling Meng distressedly, noticing the swelling on her face, "Why is her face swollen? Who hit her?"

Zhou Mucheng didn't want to tell Yang Xiner that it was Ling Yue who hit her. Ling Yue had already been driven out of the Ling family. If Yang Xiner knew, she would definitely go find trouble with Ling Yue.

"It was hit by Ling Yue." Song Yanxue said from the side.

"That little b... Ling Yue hit her?" Yang Xiner almost blurted out cursing Ling Yue as a little slut.

"Yes. At that time, Mengmeng's face was more swollen than it is now.” Song Yanxue added fuel to the flames. If not for Ling Yue, her brother wouldn’t have ignored her. Just thinking about it made her angry.

Yang Xiner's face sank, anger surging in her eyes. Good, very good. She actually dared to hit her Mengmeng. That little slut was really asking to die.

"Auntie Yang, this matter is not entirely Ling Yue's fault either." Zhou Mucheng wanted to explain for Ling Yue. He didn't want to see Ling Yue get hurt.

Yang Xiner clenched her fists and forced out a smile. "Don't worry, as long as it's not Yueyue's fault, I won't make things difficult for her." She would only make life worse than death for her.