Chapter 68: Entering the Hospital Again

  As she fell, she saw the two people on the stage. When they saw her, they both panicked. The woman picked up her skirt and rushed down from the stage, while the man remained motionless, standing upright on the stage, as if they had never had any connection at all.

  She smiled sweetly at them, but she didn't know that the smile she thought was captivating, looked so bitter in other people's eyes!

  Louis beside him came back to his senses, and in both sight and sound, a loud crash was heard, as Meng Er and various dishes and food all made intimate contact with the ground.

  Meng'er clutched her stomach, her face contorted in pain as she collapsed to the ground. However, her hands still managed to tug at her skirt, preventing it from riding up. Just as she was thinking of struggling to get up on her own, she was enveloped in a sturdy and powerful arm.

  "Darling..." Jing Tian Yu pushed Louis away and squatted down, embracing her in his arms. "Where are you hurt?"

  "It's all ruined!" Meng said, closing her eyes and fainting.

  "Han Ye, damn it, what are you doing? Get over here!" Tianyu's urgent shout brought everyone back from the emotional state of Meng'er being at a loss, but immediately fell into another kind of emotional state.

  These two bursts broke the pink bubbles that had been floating around Tianyu. I still remember when he first came in, with his noble and elegant demeanor, the pink bubbles started to float everywhere. When they saw the girl next to him, pop, many of the pink bubbles burst; when they saw the coat she was wearing, which was obviously his, pop pop, even more bubbles burst; when Meng'er fell to the ground and they saw how hastily he rushed over, it was clear what position this girl held in his heart. Everyone has a sense of self-awareness, why bother? So, pop pop pop, even more bubbles burst; when he shouted those two sentences, his image, along with all the bubbles, vanished into thin air!

  But the person in question was completely unaware of this, as his heart and eyes were fully occupied by the girl lying in his arms.

  "It's nothing, the little princess just fainted from emotional excitement!" Han Ye floated over, still holding a glass of champagne and gently swaying it as he spoke. "She bumped into the table and got an internal injury, probably needs to go to the hospital..."

  Then, before he could finish speaking, Cang Hai Jun kicked him to squat beside Meng Er: "So much nonsense, what did you study medicine for?"

  Han Ye looked at Cang Hai Jun with a resentful gaze, then helped Meng Er pinch his philtrum. He muttered to himself, "You guys don't understand, you only know how to get excited and bully me!"

  "Emotional excitement? Internal injury?" Jing Tianyou glanced at Le Huier, who had just run to their side, and also at Yan Yi, who was still standing on the stage. He furrowed his brow involuntarily. Picking up Meng'er, who had just opened her eyes, he headed out!

  The dinner party didn't end with Meng's departure, the laughter continued, the clinking of glasses continued, and everything went on as usual.

  Inside the hospital...

  "Meng'er, it's all because of your mother's fault for letting you attend that banquet!" Meng'er glanced at Jing Tian Yu, who gave her a helpless look. She could only continue to respond to Jing Tian's mother's lamentations, "Look at this child, how she's been hurt this way and that over the past half year. It's really heartbreaking!"

  "Mother, I'm fine!" Meng'er grasped her hand reassuringly.

  "Alright, mom, you should head back. It's so late!" Jing Tianyu stopped his mother mid-sentence, as she had repeated the same words from when she found out Meng'er was hospitalized, to when she rushed to the hospital, and until Meng'er woke up, he didn't know how many times she'd said it already. "You should also let Meng'er get some good rest!"

  "Alright, I'll head back now. You two rascals take good care of Meng'er for me!"

  After getting their guarantee, Mrs. Qiantian reluctantly left.

  "Is there anything else that's uncomfortable for you, Meng'er?" Canghai Jun walked to the bedside and asked while gazing at Meng'er.

  Her heart wasn't feeling well, and Meng'er wanted to respond like that. But she couldn't let them worry about her. So she said: "Nothing, just my stomach is still a bit uncomfortable!"

  "Ah, the doctor said that a few days of rest will be fine!" Cang Hai Jun bent down to help her tuck in the bed corners, "Then you should sleep! You've been busy all day!" He gently rubbed Meng Er's head and spoke softly.

  "Okay! Goodnight, big brother! Goodnight, Ge Tian!" Meng Er said, closing her eyes.

  What was seen was him standing on the stage with a shallow smile, saying that today is his fiancée's 18th birthday and thanking everyone for coming; what was seen was her falling down, he still stood calmly on the stage, unmoved, so cold; what was seen was him confessing to her deeply in the music room that day; what was seen was her watching him being beaten by Zou Bing with a stick, then quickly handling it to prevent her from being hurt again; what was seen was him quietly taking her to his favorite place to eat noodles after she finished filming in an unnoticed corner; what was seen was them sitting under the sunset, that beautiful picture.

  And then she opened her eyes again, only to find everything around her was pitch black. What had just slightly brought them closer together was now being torn apart once more. She was heartbroken, silently heartbroken...

  The next day, when the sunlight poured into the ward, Meng'er opened her eyes to find herself alone in the room. She got up and walked to the window, where she saw a little girl wearing a hospital gown running happily on the lawn outside, with what was probably her mother following behind, opening and closing her mouth as if telling her not to run so fast. As she watched, Meng'er's lips curled up slightly, and she seemed to hear the little girl's cheerful laughter, just like when she was a mischievous and lovable child herself.

  "Meng'er..." A loud noise pulled Meng'er's gaze to the hospital room door. Yan'er rushed in, holding a newspaper, followed by Zi Qi who was calm and composed.

  "Say, can't you learn from Zi Qi?" Meng Er shook her head helplessly. "How did you know I was hospitalized again?"

  "Learn from her? Then am I still Yan Mei Shan? Do I still have myself? And besides, how do you know it's not the point, the point is this!" Yan Er spread out the newspaper in Meng Er's hand and plopped down onto the nearby sickbed.

  Meng'er unfolded the newspaper and looked at the report, thinking it would be her embarrassing headline on the banquet. But now, the headline on the front page is more damaging than her embarrassment. She looked blankly at the two people beside her bed, wanting them to explain what was going on? But they just shook their heads lightly.