Chapter 582: Leng Zhe, the Nian Family Owes You

Chapter 582: Leng Zhe, the Nian Family Owes You

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The old man glared at him and said, "He should hate you. You broke their family up, and now Leng Shuangwei is like this. You'd better pray that she pulls through, or Leng Zhe will most definitely kill you."

Nian Qingyun was aghast.

Second Aunt said, "Although Leng Shuangwei has broken up with Junting, she is still so loyal and kind. She was defending us, even when she was so badly injured. I don't think Ma and I would have survived tonight if not for her."

Nian Junting frowned without speaking a word.

After half an hour, a series of footsteps could be heard, and Leng Zhe appeared down the hallway. He looked angry and grim as he shouted, "How is Shuangwei?"

"Uncle Leng," Nian Junting was the first to stand and address him. "She's still under anesthesia."

Leng Zhe clenched his fists and asked with a deep growl, "How long has it been?"

"It's already been 50 minutes."

Leng Zhe yelled, "How seriously injured is she?"

"She was stabbed in the abdomen. I'm not sure about the rest," Nian Junting answered in a low voice.

Leng Zhe was silent for half a minute before he turned and pounced on Nian Qingyun. "Nian Qingyun, I count myself unlucky to have a brother like you. How could you hurt my precious daughter as well? How could you do that to my only daughter?"

"Old Leng, calm down," Nian Qingyun said as Leng Zhe continued throwing punches at him. He didn't dare to return his punches.

Second Uncle stepped forward to pull the two of them apart. "Leng Zhe, let's not make a scene in the hospital. Let's not affect the doctors who are still doing their best in there. There were doctors at the banquet who helped her just now, too. She will be fine."

Leng Zhe gasped for air before collapsing weakly on the bench by the wall. He covered his eyes with his hands. After a while, Jiang Qifei arrived as well. She sat in the chair and began sobbing. The atmosphere was heavy. The operation theater light went off only after another hour.

"Doctor, how is the patient?" Jiang Qifei rushed forward and asked amid tears.

"We already closed the wounds. Her life is not in any danger at the moment, but she still needs to be in critical care. The next three days will be important to optimize her recovery," the doctor said.

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

"But..." the doctor frowned. "There were a total of four gashes on her body. Most of them were non-critical, but the one in her lower abdomen was a penetrating wound to her uterus. She might have trouble getting pregnant in the future."

Everyone fell silent. They knew how important childbearing was, especially for an unwed young lady. It would surely serve as a huge blow to her later.

"How?" Jiang Qifei covered her mouth and collapsed on the floor in a heap. "What about in vitro fertilization?"

"It would be difficult for the fetus to survive."

"Nian Qingyun..." Leng Zhe was shaking with anger, and he pounced on Nian Qingyun yet again. "You bastard, what have I ever done to you to deserve this? My daughter is ruined because of your family." He channeled all his anger into his punches.

"Calm down, Leng Zhe..." Nian Qingyun was beaten to a pulp, and before he could finish, he was punched in the stomach and fell to the floor. Everyone else was busy holding Leng Zhe back. Leng Zhe looked like he had been driven mad, and he wouldn't stop throwing punches at the other man.

"Alright, stop!" Grandpa Nian yelled. Out of respect for the old man, Leng Zhe stopped and started sobbing.

"Leng Zhe, the Nian family owes you," the old man inhaled sharply and said. "Don't worry, we will take responsibility. I will make Junting will marry Shuangwei."