บท 147: Chapter 147 Owe You an Apology_1

Meng Yunhan patted Little Huzi on the head, her gaze shifting to the bed, "Yun Hao, I don't know if you can hear me or not, but you need to wake up soon. I don't know how much longer I can hold on."

She was only human, not a god. She wouldn't divorce him but she feared the day she might reach her limit. What would they do then?

"Little Huzi is still so young. What are we to do if you continue to sleep like this?" Meng Yunhan knew about vegetative patients, but she didn't fully understand their condition. She had heard that they could hear other people talking, so she tried to stimulate Yun Hao, urging him to wake up soon.

She was doing her best, but she hoped he was striving to wake up, too.

"Little Huzi looks a lot like you. Mom said you two look like you were cast from the same mold. You're our tree, you can't fall down. Please wake up!" Her hoarse, breaking voice echoed again in the hospital room.