A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1624 - 329: Unjust Grievance Redressed, Resigned to Fate (Part 2)

Chapter 1624: Chapter 329: Unjust Grievance Redressed, Resigned to Fate (Part 2)

But Yan Jin wasn’t so fortunate. She barely clung to life after being rushed to the hospital, yet due to severe brain damage resulting in a crushed skull fracture, her life was saved but she became a vegetative state.

On the hospital bed, a person wrapped entirely like a mummy lay there quietly, only the faint breath from her nose proving she was still alive.

Meng Shujing was beside the bed, crying heart-wrenchingly.

When she was first brought to the hospital, she was unrecognizable, and the unbearable sight hinted at the inhuman abuse she’d suffered.

This almost became a nightmare for her every night.

She resented Wei Zhao, wished to tear him into pieces; how could there be such a cruel man in the world? At least he shared a marriage with Jinjin, yet he used such a ruthless hand, he was no human, merely a beast, even beasts show more empathy than him.

"Mom, please don’t cry, big sister wouldn’t want you to cry." Yan Xing comforted.

She came to the hospital every day after school to accompany her big sister, her mom stayed at the hospital all day, not returning home, while she tried to take turns with the night shift but was sent back by Meng Shujing to rest and attend school the next day with energy.

The family had gone through so many changes in such a short time, she couldn’t remain naive anymore, with their mother suffering so much, she had to learn to help take some of the burden.

"My Jinjin, how could your fate be so bitter..." Meng Shujing cried hysterically, unable to hear any sound, immersed fully in her grief.

Her husband betrayed her, her second daughter became a nun, and her dearest eldest daughter ended up like this, Jinjin’s fate was harsh, hers even harsher, hits on the child pain the mother, one could imagine how deep her pain, regret, and hatred went, she wished to take Jinjin’s suffering, but heaven wouldn’t give her that chance. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Yan Xing worried, it’s not a solution for Mom to continue like this, her eyes twinkled with realization as she noticed the frail figure huddled in the corner, she walked over, squatting down, the little girl hugged herself tightly, head buried between her knees, looking so pitiful.

Yan Jin sighed within, eyes full of pity, since returning, Xuanxuan had grown ever more silent, once quiet yet vibrant, now like a silent lamb, her gaze vacant as if her soul were drawn away, lacking spirit.

This child witnessed her mother being beaten by her father, hard to escape a psychological shadow; once she believed no matter the dark experiences, this child’s heart remained clean and pure, however now, that untouched white paper had lost its purity.

"Xuanxuan, Auntie wants to hug you, is that okay?" Yan Xing spoke gently, stretching out her arms.

Wei Xuan remained motionless.

"Look at Grandma, she’s so old, her body won’t endure this way, even for Grandma’s sake, Xuanxuan, can you help persuade her? She only listens to you because you’re her most cherished Xuanxuan..."

Saying this, Yan Xing raised her head, forcing back tears from her eyes.

Indeed, Mom liked Xuanxuan best, more than their three sisters, with Xuanxuan stepping in, Mom would consider her and wouldn’t continue this way.

Wei Xuan’s body stiffened, slowly lifting her head, glancing at Yan Xing.

Her eyes still clear as ever, yet deep in those eyes, something had changed quietly.

Yan Xing smiled softly, fondly patting her head: "Xuanxuan, listen to Auntie just this once, okay?"

Suddenly, Wei Xuan stood, walking towards Meng Shujing, and flung herself into her arms, tightly hugging her waist.

Meng Shujing’s cries stopped abruptly, looking at the child clinging to her, soft and tender, who should have been cherished like a jewel, beloved, yet so young, had endured too many hardships, her heart ached...

Holding the little one tightly, tears fell like rain.

Yan Xing shook her head helplessly, why start again?

The two huddled and cried, the picture strange indeed.

Yan Jin’s attending doctor came in, seeing the room turned to sobs, gently reminded: "Ensure quiet in the room, no disturbing the patient at rest."

Meng Shujing quickly wiped her tears, standing up.

The doctor first examined Yan Jin’s wound recovery, "Healing fast, able to remove the stitches, though the face will never be without scars..." The wound all on the back of the head, requiring shaved hair for stitching, after healing hair will gradually regrow, but the scars on her face... too deep, for a woman, such a blow.

"Doctor, when will she finally wake up? I beg you, doctor, if you can awaken her, I’ll pay any amount." Meng Shujing was so desperate she almost knelt.

The doctor had endured much from this woman, both helplessly and sympathetically, had to repeat the same narrative once more: "It’s not a matter of money, the patient’s cerebral cortex function is severely damaged, losing consciousness activity, barring a miracle, it’s left to fate."

Meng Shujing covered her face.

Unable to bear, the doctor thought for a moment and said: "With sufficient medical support and professional clinical care, ensuring nourishment through intubation, in her current state she might survive decades, but it’s a bottomless pit, costly... and too prone to infections, like pneumonia, bedsores, so the family must care well..."

Now Meng Shujing asked no longer for so much, simply wanting her alive, as long as there was breath, no cost mattered.

"No method or medication has shown definite efficacy for comatose or persistent vegetative state post cranial trauma; however, under stable conditions, a series of comprehensive treatment measures can be accepted, such as prevention and treatment of severe complications, use of awakening drugs, hyperbaric oxygen therapy, and rehabilitation awakening training, there’s still some hope for awakening, families must keep faith, talk to her often about topics she most loves or stimulates her sensory nerves...."

Meng Shujing’s eyes lit with hope.

"I’ll arrange someone to remove the stitches later." The doctor turned to leave the ward.

Excitedly, Meng Shujing looked at Wei Xuan: "Xuanxuan, did you hear? The doctor said your mom still has hope of recovery."

Wei Xuan pursed her lips, smiling.

After Yan Jin’s stitches were removed, the sight was terrifying, with no hair, the scalp was like the moon’s surface, uneven, dried blood clots at the wound, extremely horrifying, especially the scar stretching from the left brow through the nose to the chin, like an ugly centipede crawling on her face, ruining any beauty, at first glance, very frightening.

Yan Xing was shocked at first glance, feeling deeply saddened; her big sister was the prettiest among the three sisters, but now... her face completely ruined, luckily big sister couldn’t awake, facing her own appearance if she did, impossible to accept.

Meng Shujing had calmed, no matter how horrifying than when she first saw, yet each glance cut deeper in her heart.

Yan Xing suddenly thought of something: "Mom, isn’t Sister Yun Ya quite a renowned doctor? Why don’t we tell her about what happened to big sister, let her save big sister? She’s so skilled, surely she’ll have a way to save big sister."

Meng Shujing’s eyes shone but then dimmed, shaking her head in disappointment, lacking the face to seek Yun Ya again.