The queen's wife is too sultry

"Grandma...?"

The door was fully opened, and the eyes of the people inside and outside the door could meet.

Ye Zhen stood at the door, stunned, thinking that she had read wrong.

It was Zhang Yuemei who opened her eyes, looking at her.

It wasn't Zhang Yuemei who had been awake all year round with her eyes closed since she fell down the stairs five years ago.

"My God! Ms. Zhang is awake, I'll call Dr. Lin over!" The female nurse covered her mouth excitedly, and ran out without waiting for the others to react.

"Zhenzhen..." The voice is as if you are going with the wind.

She smiled, the wrinkles became more obvious due to the stretching of her facial muscles, the deep winter sun shone through the transparent and cold window, casting a warm halo on her on the hospital bed, her loving and gentle eyes looked straight at the door woman.

Suddenly, an indescribable warm current flowed in Ye Zhen's heart, like the warm sun in spring after the harsh winter, it was so warm that she almost cried.

Ruan Yun was infected by the warmth and atmosphere of this long-lost reunion, and she also had the urge to cry. She knew how important Zhang Yuemei was to Ye Zhen, so she gently pushed her arm, with encouraging eyes, and whispered: " Go see her."

Suddenly, Ye Zhen's steps became heavy.

She walked towards the person on the sickbed step by step, the buds of joy grew little by little in her heart, bursting out a new look, she opened her eyes, holding back the condensed tears, for fear of blinking, everything in front of her was just her illusion.

"Grandma..."

Ye Zhen walked to the side of the hospital bed, with crystal tears rolling in her eyes, she held back the tears so that she didn't let them fall, gently held Zhang Yuemei's rough and thin hand, and called her in a low voice: "You finally woke up."

There was a tremor in the voice.

Zhang Yuemei, who had been lying on the sick bed for a long time, was still a little pale. She blinked hard, trying to see the woman beside her clearly.

The last time I saw her, she was an immature 15-year-old girl with particularly stubborn and cold eyes, not at all like her mother.

She still remembered that when the girl was 15 years old, the child she had always regarded as her own, that is, Ye Zhen's mother died of stomach cancer.

She watched Ye Qi grow up in the orphanage. Ye Qi was like her own daughter, and Ye Qi's daughter, she always regarded Ye Qi's daughter as her granddaughter. The white-haired man sent the black-haired man. Her heart ached so much that she grew old overnight. ten years old.

But she didn't have time to grieve, Ye Qi passed away, but Ye Zhen was still young and needed her to take care of her. Originally thought that the girl would collapse without her mother, but Ye Zhen was surprisingly calm.

With the help of the Jiang family, Ye Qi had a decent funeral.

A month later, the girl found her and said to her, "Grandma, I'm going to London with Jing Ting, would you like to go with me?"

Standing next to the girl was a tall, thin and handsome boy, the young master of the Jiang family. He was polite, polite, and well-bred. He was the one who asked someone to help organize Ye Qi's funeral.

When the boy saw her, he smiled and said hello to her.

After decades, she has known countless people, and she can see that this young master of the Jiang family is a person worthy of entrustment. It is her luck that Ye Zhen can meet him.

There are too many sad memories in City A, Ye Qi's misfortune and end are all here, if she leaves here, to get rid of this place where Ye Zhen has experienced misfortune since birth, that would be great, she thought.

So she refused with a smile, "I'm already an old woman, what are you doing here and there, you go, Zhenzhen, I'll stay with your mother for a few more years."

The girl's face was calm and mature that didn't match her age. She didn't agree, but the girl didn't force it. After repeated exhortations and reluctance, the girl and Jiang Jingting boarded the plane to London together.

Unexpectedly, when she opened her eyes again, the little girl who relied on her at the beginning had grown up into a graceful figure, like a flower on a high mountain on a snow-capped mountain, cold and aloof, with an outstanding temperament, just standing there could easily attract everyone's attention, almost making her recognize her not come out.

Zhang Yuemei tried her best to raise her hand to touch Ye Zhen's cheek, but she couldn't exert any strength. Seeing this, Ye Zhen quickly put her hand on her face.

"Good boy, when you grow up, grandma will hardly recognize you..."

Her palms were rough and thin, and her hand bones were protruding, but they were extremely warm. Ye Zhen's heart trembled, and tears almost fell down uncontrollably.

Zhang Yuemei smiled weakly: "How long have I been sleeping? You have grown so big in the blink of an eye..."

She struggled for a while, trying to straighten up, but the doctor hadn't arrived yet, Ye Zhen didn't understand her physical condition, so she quickly held her down and didn't dare to let her move.

"Five years, you are almost five years in a coma, grandma." She said softly.

The time is so long, so long that when Ye Zhen came to her hospital bed in frustration, seeing her tightly closed eyes, she almost thought in despair that she would never wake up again.

Unexpectedly, God once again gave her hope.

The only person who connected her childhood with her mother finally came out of five years of darkness and extended a warm hand to her again.

Zhang Yuemei's eyes widened, not daring to say anything: "I've been lying in bed for five years..."

Ye Zhen nodded slightly.

Zhang Yuemei's face turned a little gray, her lips trembled, and she said weakly: "Zhenzhen, I have dragged you down for five years."

Ye Zhen's face changed slightly, and she held her hand tightly, trying to calm down her guilt and uneasiness, "Grandma, don't say that, I have a chance to take care of you, I'm too happy..."

After the words fell, her eyes dimmed: "If I hadn't been able to accompany you a few years ago, you wouldn't have—"

She wouldn't fall down the stairs, if the neighbor happened to go out to take out the trash and found her, maybe Ye Zhen would lose this kind and loving old man forever.

When the people in the hospital contacted her, she was suddenly as cold as ice, and she was in a state of confusion. It was Jiang Jingting who arranged for the plane to take her back to City A. However, no matter how fast she rushed back, she could only receive a powerless notification from the doctor: "Unfortunately, the patient I am old and my body is already very fragile, this impact injured the central nervous system, please be prepared that the patient will not wake up again."

After Ye Qi's death, she felt the coldness all over her body, as if her blood was frozen.

"I won't talk anymore, Zhenzhen, don't cry..." Zhang Yuemei frantically tried to wipe away the tears from the corners of Ye Zhen's eyes as if she had done something wrong.

Seeing this, Ruan Yun stepped forward and held Ye Zhen's shoulder, comforting softly: "It's a good thing for grandma to wake up, but don't shed tears."

Ye Zhen endured the soreness in her eyes, nodded, and forced the tears back into her eyes.

There was a movement outside the door, it was the doctor.

"Come on, let the family members let the patient have an examination first."