Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

"He had several broken ribs, but fortunately he didn't insert them into his heart and chest, so he recovered his life..." when the doctor said this, Jeff's parents were relieved.

"But this accident is very serious. I'm afraid it's hard for him to recover in a few months..."

Jeff's parents nodded and said, "thank you, doctor, as long as he's still alive."

"Where's my son, doctor? "He's sitting on the co pilot..." Nord's mother, Mrs. Manning, immediately came up, surrounded the doctor, grabbed the doctor's arm and asked anxiously, "how is he? Is he in danger?"

"His condition is not very good. The operation is still going on. Let's see the final result..." the doctor said this and turned to leave.

Mrs. mantelling's body suddenly shook, almost fainted. Mantelling quickly stepped forward to help his wife and said in a low voice: "don't worry, isn't Jeff OK? Our son is lucky and will survive!"

"It's clear that Nord is not a driver. Nord is sitting in the co pilot's seat. The most serious accident is him..."

Mrs. mantelling murmured. She didn't know how long she had said it. She angrily pushed her husband away, pointed to Jeff's parents' face and said, "it's all your son's fault. Why does he drive and let my son sit as co pilot? If it was my son driving, it wouldn't have happened so much! I tell you, if my son can't live, I'll have your son buried with me! "

Mrs. Manning's voice fell, and Jeff's mother was also angry. She retorted angrily, "don't you dare! I tell you, Madame mantelling, don't think you can do whatever you want with your back on your mantelling family! Your son drinks so much that if he drives, both of them will die! I haven't blamed your son for being drunk. I have to pull my son to the rescue. My son has been injured so badly now... "

"You --" Madame mantelling was so angry that her head was in a daze again, and her temples sprang.

"Mrs. mantelling, your son is eating, drinking, whoring and gambling outside. He likes to take care of my son when he has a big problem. Your son's discipline is not good. Now there's such a big car accident and you want my son to accompany you. I tell you there's no way!"

When Jeff's mother said this, she looked at Mrs. mantelling with wide eyes, and said with a gnash of teeth every word, "forget the past. This time, if there is anything wrong with my son, I will settle with you for my life!"

"Well, let's see who's in the end!" Mrs. mantelling stood up again and continued to quarrel with Jeff's mother. Finally, her husband forced her on the seat.

"Well, you all say less!"

Mrs. mantelling gasped and glared at Jeff's mother. Old mantelling frowned and said, "don't make any noise in the hospital and wait for the end of the operation!"

Jeff's father also patted his wife's shoulder placidly and said in a low voice, "well, her son is lying on the operating table now, and her life and death are unknown. She was so angry that she said something ugly. Let's not worry about it first..."

When Jeff was pushed out of the operating room, his parents quickly stepped forward and held his son's hand.

In the other operating room, the lights were on all the time, and both the mantenings and the old mantenins frowned and looked grave.

It was a long night. I don't know how long it took for the lights in the operating room to go out completely. The doctor came out and took off the mask.

"Doctor, what's the matter with my son?" Mrs. mantelling looked at the doctor almost imploringly.

"His brain is damaged and there are blood clots in it. We have operated on him, but when he wakes up, it's up to him..."

Mrs. mantelling's face turned pale. Old mantelling also stood up slowly on crutches and asked the doctor in a deep voice, "may I ask if my grandson can become a vegetable in this situation?"

"Yes, if he can't wake up all the time, I'm afraid he will become a vegetable..." the doctor nodded and said apologetically to them, "we have done our best to help him do craniotomy and save his life!"

Old Manning frowned more tightly and nodded to show that he knew.

Mrs. Manning kept shaking her head and muttering to herself, "no, my son won't be a vegetable, he won't be a vegetable..."

Manning was also in a low mood, but he comforted his wife and said in a low voice: "at least one life has been saved, isn't it? As long as he is alive, there is hope..."

"It's true that my successor to the mantining family will never be a vegetable in bed. He will certainly get better!" Old mantelyn also poked the ground with his crutch, saying slowly and solemnly, word by word.

When Mrs. mantelling watched her son unconscious and sent to ICU for observation, tears fell down.

And the news that Nord, the successor of the mantenin family, was in a coma after a car accident was soon reported by the major media.

On the seventh day of the summer, he and Feng Xun saw such news reports in their house in Romania.

"So Nord saved his life in this accident..." seeing the news on the seventh day of the summer, he was relieved.

Nord knew more about their family than she said on the phone that day. She didn't want him to die like this!

It's not him who deserves the retribution of the family!

"Well, this result is no accident, you can also relax..." Feng Xun nodded slightly, rubbed her hair, and said softly.

On the seventh day of the summer, he nodded silently and said in a low voice, "now that Nord is unconscious in a car accident, even if his uncle wants to blame him for kidnapping your mother, it's hard to establish. I think the retrial of this kidnapping case should be over soon!"

Feng Xun nodded slightly and replied in a deep voice: "yes, I will urge the lawyer to speed up the progress, so as not to make the manteling family have any more problems."

"When the verdict comes out and Nord is still in a coma, I'm afraid manstar will be more turbulent!"

Speaking of this on the seventh day of the summer, I think of the recording in my hand. Now the recording is not the best time to release, because Nord medicine has not yet broken out a big scandal!

Feng Xun probably guessed Xia's idea, put his hand on her shoulder, and whispered: "little girl, a simple recording can't make Nord medicine thunder, unless we can get other dark evidence behind them!"

"I understand..." at the beginning of summer, nodding at seven o'clock, she replied in a low voice, "so I'd better keep this recording first and find my mother's long life lock first..."