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But as the days passed, he remained in a coma, unawakened.
The once bright and vibrant expressions were no longer present, only a pale, frail face.
Because lying in bed for extended periods could lead to muscle atrophy, Leng Jing massaged his body daily, helping his limbs stretch and flex.
In the summer, when it was easy to sweat, she often wiped his body, turned him, and initially acted with reservation, but it eventually became second nature.
Tang Yu's mother had not been very fond of Leng Jing. Although Leng Jing was quite excellent in all aspects and seemed like the ideal daughter-in-law, ever since she found out about her son's unwavering infatuation and how Leng Jing had consistently refused him, she couldn't help but feel indignant.
Was there something wrong with her own son? Why didn't she appreciate him?
