Chapter 175: Finally Awake! Nearly Left in a Vegetative State

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“Waa, Dad, please wake up!”

Li Junsheng, in a haze of consciousness, seemed to hear his little daughter calling him.

He felt his eyelids heavy, and a dull ache throbbed at the top of his head, making it impossible for him to rest peacefully.

“Back when I entrusted the Feather Transformation Technique to Senior Sister Yuanyuan, it was a pity she met with misfortune before she could master it,” Yuanwei sighed.

“Uh...” Seeing the situation, Meng Qi realized he was being played again. However, if he had been slower to react, who knew if Fang Lingling would still be like this.

Upon hearing Tata Mu’s loud voice, York, the butler, became annoyed. The courtyard had been so peaceful and serene, but Tata Mu’s arrival always disrupted it. He didn’t know how many times he had said this, but it was all in vain.

“No need, I’ll look it up myself,” Chuncao said firmly, having memorized the auspicious wedding date that Lu Ziqi had picked, but he no longer trusted him.

“I say, Muhui, wasn’t it agreed that I’d be the one to give compliments? Why did you suddenly steal my words today?” Yuanwei murmured softly behind him.

The fat man suddenly stopped in his tracks. He felt something behind him—a force gradually twisting and gathering. He abruptly turned to look at Mu Xichen standing before the tree trunk, his mouth involuntarily agape.

Shi Quan had explained the method to Li Xiaoshang five times. Only when Li Xiaoshang began to act did he relax. Opening his eyes, he began to refine the concoction slowly but steadily.

Tang Feng, understanding the implication, was puzzled. He didn’t know why Terry had shown him these things. Wasn’t he afraid they might be leaked?

“I drove here. Wait, why don’t you come stay at my place for a while?” Before the meal was served, Tian Tian offered sincerely.

He called softly to Hua Mian, his eyes filled with the joy of having found her again, but she only stared blankly in the direction Ling Yue had left, as if lost in thought for a long moment before returning to herself.

He clutched my hands tightly, placing them over my ears so I couldn’t move at all. Only when his lips pressed against my neck did I breathe again, yet I gave up struggling, lying stiffly on the bed, my gaze vacant as I turned my face away.

As I was about to leave, Su Qingcheng suddenly patted his head and said he’d forgotten something, asking me to wait for him there. It was the first time I saw him so flustered, and I couldn’t help but chuckle. After waiting quite a while with no sign of him, I idly tugged at my sleeve and admired the paintings hanging on the corridor walls.

He stood upright, smiled at Tan Qiqi, took Tan Qiqi from the nurse’s hands, and slowly walked toward the ward.

Whether Zhan Guo had seen through Marco’s scheme, or simply knew from his understanding of Cap that Cap would surely shift his target to John, Zhan Guo continued to guard against Marco while letting Cap deal with John. This way, no matter who held the key, nothing would go wrong.

They found themselves at Zhao Hui’s doorstep. Zhao Hui opened the gate; the lights in her parents’ rooms were already off. She whispered softly, “My parents are already asleep.” They quietly entered the bedroom, Zhao Hui poured two glasses of water and closed the door.

The match continued. Li Tingguo took the court, and Zhao Hui eagerly watched him play. As soon as Li Tingguo entered, the score quickly rose, and the second set was tied at 18-all.

Of course, in any era, there are those who are diligent and responsible, those who are meticulous and sensitive, and likewise, those who neglect their duties and are careless—though such people are hardly worth mentioning.

After class, Zhao Hui returned from the restroom and looked toward the balcony where Li Zhenguo was standing, gazing out over the campus. Zhao Hui smiled happily at Li Zhenguo and then walked forward.