The CEO's Wife and First Love

At this time, Hongliang seemed to have lost his spiritual support and his future was bleak.

"Tingting, my wife, what happened to you? We just found the balance of our relationship, why did you..." Hongliang tightly grasped Tingting's hand and asked anxiously. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he could not accept the reality before him.

Tingting's eyes closed tightly and she lay motionless on the bed, unaware of anything and not knowing what was happening in the world.

Hongliang decided to ask the doctor again, hoping to find the answer.

In the hospital, after a series of examinations, the doctor told them that Tingting might never wake up, but there was no guarantee that a miracle would happen.

Hongliang felt desperate, but he decided not to give up. He accompanied Tingting to actively treat her, telling her every detail of their past every day, trying to arouse her memory. Despite the difficulties, Hongliang firmly believed that they would be able to overcome this difficulty and cure Tingting and regain their happiness.

In the following days, Hongliang stayed by Tingting's bed every day. He held Tingting's hand tightly, his eyes full of concern and heartache. He gently stroked Tingting's hair, as if to comfort her soul.

His eyes remained on Tingting's pale face, expecting her to have any reaction.

Hongliang sat beside the bed, whispering about the good times they had.

He recalled the happy days they had spent together, and those sweet memories brought tears to his eyes.

He told Tingting that he would stay with her until she woke up.

Every day, Hongliang wiped the girl's body, changed her clothes, and kept her comfortable. He carefully fed her water and food, and even though he knew she couldn't swallow, he still insisted on trying. He believed that as long as there was love, miracles could be created.

At night, the man lay beside the girl, hugged her tightly, felt her weak breathing, and prayed silently, praying to God to keep the girl safe.

He was willing to give up everything he had in exchange for the girl's health and happiness.

Day after day, the man never gave up caring for the girl and looking forward to her. He firmly believed that love could overcome all difficulties. Even in the face of such a cruel reality, he would never back down. He wanted to use his endless love to wake up the sleeping girl.

When Lizhen heard that Tingting was in the hospital, she immediately asked the driver to take her to the hospital. When she saw Tingting lying on the hospital bed as if asleep, she thought of herself sleeping on the hospital bed, and she felt very sad.

"Hongliang, don't be too sad. I believe Tingting will get better." Lizhen felt very distressed when she saw Hongliang, who looked very thin and tired.

"My life is so bitter. Will all the women I like have bad endings?" Hongliang said to Lizhen in great sorrow.

"What can you say? You are a good man with a strong sense of responsibility. Tingting and I are very lucky to have a man like you. People have told me everything you did for me during my serious illness. Thank you, Hongliang." Lizhen's eyes were already wet.

Lizhen asked her maid to make some chicken soup today. She put it in a bowl and brought it to Hongliang. "I originally made it for Tingting, but I didn't expect it's inedible. So I'll give it to you."

“I don’t want to eat, I can’t eat anymore”

"How can you do this? Your body will collapse if you do this."

Hongliang looked at Lizhen and took the bowl and drank some chicken soup.

From then on, in Tingting's ward, whenever Lizhen was not at work, she would come to Tingting's ward and take care of Tingting with Hongliang, help Hongliang to examine Tingting's body, and talk to Tingting. They wanted to wake Tingting up as soon as possible.

At first, the nurses didn't understand Li Zhen. They always thought that Li Zhen was Hong Liang's Bai Yue Guang. "This woman looks well-dressed, but she doesn't look like Bai Yue Guang. What kind of relationship do they have?" The onlookers all objected to them.

"You guys please stop gossiping. That day I saw everyone helping that man to rub the body of the injured patient, and talking to the injured woman by the bed," said one of the nurses.

"Do you know their relationship? The fashionable lady is the boss of a company, and it is one of the best companies in our city. Her net worth is not calculated in tens of millions, but in hundreds of millions.

"You don't know their relationship yet. This girl is that boy's first love..." She began to talk incessantly, her voice becoming excited and excited.

She described in detail the story between the man and his first love, including the romantic scene when they met, the sweet details of their relationship, and the painful experience of their eventual breakup.

As she told the story, people around her were attracted and gathered around to listen to this touching love story.

Her description made people feel as if they were there, feeling the man's inner joy and sadness.

She described each plot vividly, which moved people. She seemed to be immersed in the story, her emotions became more and more intense, and she even had tears in her eyes.

The audience around her exclaimed in amazement and sighed from time to time, expressing their appreciation for her eloquence and ability to express emotions.

Someone sighed: "I didn't expect this man's first love to be so unforgettable!" Others said: "Such a story is really touching." Everyone was full of sympathy and curiosity about this man's experience.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the ward became extremely warm, and people's attention was completely focused on this wonderful story.

The originally quiet space suddenly became lively. Everyone forgot their own illnesses and troubles and immersed themselves in the emotional world of others.

As the narrator, she felt a sense of accomplishment when she saw everyone was so engaged and interested.

She realized that by sharing other people's stories, she could bring joy and resonance to everyone while also relieving her own stress.

So she continued to enthusiastically tell other interesting or touching stories, passing on this warmth to more people.

In this way, the entire ward became a small world full of stories and emotions, where everyone found spiritual comfort and joy.

This may be the charm of stories. They can break down the barriers between people and make us closer and understand each other more.

At the same time, the police are also trying their best to track down the whereabouts of the perpetrators.

"Chairman, the police told me that there is some progress in the case. They said that from the surveillance footage, the driver hit the woman on purpose," assistant Xiao Wang told the chairman.

"If this is true, I will not let them go. I will make them pay with blood."