My Alleged Husband

Chapter 807: Chapter 767: It Moved, It Moved_2

But no matter what, he couldn’t move his mouth, and his eyes would not open at all. It was as if a curse had been cast upon him, and he could only lie there, helplessly listening to his father threatening him over and over again. At this moment, he suddenly realized that living within the cemetery had really not been particularly good, for if he were in real life, at least he could protect his wife. But now, lying here asleep in the cemetery, unable to open his eyes or speak, he could not ensure what his father might do to his wife. He was well aware of how experienced his father was with tormenting others, and he also knew his father’s unyielding nature—once he said something, he would definitely do it.

If his wife really suffered his father’s attacks and punishment due to his coma, then he would never find peace within himself.

Old Master Zhang looked at his son, who still showed no reaction. He was really at his wit’s end. He even used WeChat now, but why did his son still choose to remain in coma? Why didn’t he want to open his eyes and look at his father? What does being a father mean in his inner world? What does each family member mean to him at home now? What has he considered each and every family member to be?

”Perhaps you can’t hear any of the words I’m saying. Since that’s the case, you don’t need to know anything I do now. I’ll throw him out of the house right now, let him fend for himself outside, as that’s the outcome you most desire. Because you refuse to wake up, you indeed must bear all the punishments. You know the family rules are strict, once they are broken, no one can defy that discipline. If you don’t want to wake up, then let someone else endure it for you. I believe he would willingly accept this, as after all, it was he who caused you to end up like this. I believe his feelings for you are still very strong.”

Zhang Zhentian’s hand suddenly twitched. When Old Master Zhang saw his son’s hand moving, he thought he was seeing things, but upon confirming again, he realized he truly hadn’t seen it wrong; his son’s hand really moved.

”Zhentian, can you hear me speaking? Can you really hear daddy speaking? Wait, daddy will immediately call a doctor for you. You must wake up. If you really don’t want to, then no one will have any good days from now on. I believe you don’t want your wife to get hurt, so you must wake up, right? Hold on, hold on, you must hold on. Daddy is going to find a doctor to save you right now, just wait for daddy!”

Old Master Zhang hurriedly ran out, and when everyone outside saw him rushing out, their deepest fears were triggered, afraid that Zhang Zhentian might face more life-threatening danger once again.

”Grandpa, why are you rushing out in such a hurry? Did something happen to dad? Please, speak quickly.”

”Yichen, hurry over and shout; your father’s hand moved, his hand moved. I truly saw it with my own eyes—his hand moved just now when he heard me speak. Go find a doctor quickly, bring the doctor to save your dad.”

Upon hearing this wonderful news, Zhang Yichen rushed to find a doctor. As the doctors came to rescue Zhang Zhentian, they waited outside, full of hope, wondering whether this person could truly awaken. They were also afraid that it might have been merely a reflexive movement.

”Doctor, how is it? Is my dad now able to wake up? My grandpa said just now his hand moved, is it true he is really awake now?”

”I must admit this is indeed good news. Just now, his hand indeed moved, and he is showing signs of regaining consciousness. What kind of blow or stimulus he received that caused him to wake up suddenly, that we still do not know. I hope you can take good care of him and constantly monitor his condition. We will also come from time to time to check his vital signs. In the meantime, you should try your best to stimulate his psyche to prevent him from sinking back into sleep. Let him face reality and wake up, because if he continues to sleep, then no one will be able to bring him back from that slumber into real life.”