Chapter 127: All in My Dreams

"Who are you?" Li Meng asked.

Ali crossed his legs, pointed at the chair in front, and acted like a big shot: "Sit!"

Li Meng sat down.

Ali took out a cigarette and a lighter, and just as he was about to light it, he saw the "No Smoking" sign on the wall. He threw both the cigarette and the lighter onto the table, then said: "I heard your son went abroad to study two months ago, right?"

Li Meng's body suddenly stiffened, but he quickly regained his composure: "Why are you asking about this? My son has an aunt in England; he went to rely on her, and while he's at it, he's studying there for a few years and working part-time."

Ali sat there, one hand on the table, his index finger tapping occasionally as if he were deep in thought. Li Meng couldn't help but stare at his fingers.

"Studying in England, without a scholarship, costs at least two hundred thousand a year. I've seen your son's high school transcripts for the last two years; they were a complete mess, so obviously there's no scholarship. You drive a heavy truck; does all the money you earn year-round go to your son's education?"

"My wife has a job too. My wife and I earn more than just that. Besides, the old man at home runs a small supermarket; I can afford to support one student abroad."

Ali smiled: "Your wife is a cashier at the supermarket, earning three or four thousand a month. Even though your father runs a small supermarket, he has heart disease and has to take medicine year-round. Can he really save that much money?"

"My son's aunt can subsidize a bit, can't she?"

"What a coincidence, we also investigated your son's aunt. She washes dishes in England. She can earn twenty thousand a month, but she has to live in England herself, and the money she saves has to support her own children. She helps your son? She's no living Bodhisattva."

Li Meng was visibly panicked.

Then, he looked at Ali: "What exactly is your purpose in asking about my son? Don't tell me you have a relative who wants to study abroad too?"

Ali remained sitting in a slouching manner: "You should know my purpose very well in your heart. I'll say this once: if you can use illegal means to harm people, then I will pay you back in kind. Tell me, who do you think I'll start with?"

Li Meng finally lost his cool; he stood up from the chair all at once and grabbed Ali by the collar.

"What, want to fight?" Ali asked.

He grabbed Li Meng's hand with one hand, using great force, and slowly, slowly pried Li Meng's hand away.

"If you tell the truth, I can guarantee you'll avoid jail time. If you don't, I have plenty of ways to torture you. You know who the person you hit is, right? The richest man in Beishi. You've gotten yourself into big trouble, brother."

Li Meng sat down, looking pained and conflicted.

After a long while, he said: "Actually, I don't know who the person who told me to do it is, because they found me through a fellow villager of mine. That fellow villager has been in and out of jail several times, and now I don't even know where he went. The transaction was also in cash... They gave me ten large boxes of banknotes; I counted them, there were seven million."

After Ali came out of the detention center, he saw Ling Feng still waiting outside.

He walked over and greeted him: "Young Master Ling."

"How did the questioning go?" Ling Feng asked anxiously.

Ali said: "Li Meng was acting under someone's orders. I recorded the whole thing. I'll send you the recording in a moment, you can listen to it yourself. Also, I'm going to investigate Li Meng's fellow villager."

"Alright, then I'll wait for your reply. If there's anything you need me to pull strings for, just say the word."

Throughout this whole night, Bai Shuruo didn't really sleep; she would wake up for a while and then dream for a while.

Her dreams were full of Han Yangting; she dreamed of him holding her, and she dreamed of him taking her mountain climbing.

Thinking of their experiences diving and skydiving abroad, she couldn't help but be bathed in tears again.

So by morning, her eyes were swollen.

As soon as it was light, she hurried to find Ye Caiyue.

Because of the Han Family's financial power, doctors would take the initiative to come and report Han Yangting's recovery progress to the family every day.

Bai Shuruo had been there for a while when the doctors arrived. One was an older man with the surname Gao, followed by several middle-aged ones, all experts in this field.

"Mrs. Han, from yesterday until now, we have monitored Mr. Han's condition overnight."

Ye Caiyue and Bai Shuruo both hurriedly asked: "So what is the specific situation?" "When can he wake up?"

Doctor Gao's tone was tactful: "As for the recovery, it will still take some time. After all, he was very seriously injured; it almost reached his brainstem, and there is blood stasis in his brain. Draining the blood stasis also takes time."

Bai Shuruo couldn't help but shed tears again.

Ye Caiyue choked up at first too, but she held it back, took a deep breath, and said: "No matter what, you must save him. Use the best equipment in the world, the best treatment methods. No matter how much it costs, I can pay for it."

"Mrs. Han, you don't need to worry. Mr. Han's life is not in danger, it's just... I'm afraid of complications. Please prepare yourself mentally. The worst-case scenario is that he remains bedridden and lives like a vegetable in the future. As for the best-case scenario, he could recover to how he was before. It all depends on his personal performance."

The ICU can be visited twice a day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon, for fifteen minutes each time, with one person entering at a time.

Because of the Han Family's financial power, the time Bai Shuruo and the others could go in was extended, allowing each person fifteen minutes.

That day, Ye Caiyue and Bai Shuruo both hesitated and didn't go in first; they still didn't want to face Han Yangting's current state.

So, Han Dongbei went in first.

Han Dongbei was in for less than 10 minutes before coming out. When he came out, his expression was quite optimistic: "Although Yangting hasn't woken up, his complexion is very good. I believe he will be able to wake up soon. If you don't believe me, go in."

Bai Shuruo knew Han Dongbei was comforting them; he couldn't show a look of disappointment, lest they worry.

The second to go in was Bai Shuruo.

Han Yangting on the bed was the same as yesterday, lying quietly on the bed, his body covered in tubes.

Because Bai Shuruo was mentally prepared, her heart didn't fluctuate as much this time. She walked calmly to his side and held his hand.

"Brother Han, I've come to see you again. I don't know if you slept well last night? I was dreaming all night, and my dreams were full of you..."

She wiped away a tear, looked up for a moment, then lowered her head and brought her face close to his, as if she could nestle against him this way.

"Brother Han, don't you want to hear about what I experienced after returning to Fengcheng? I participated in my thesis defense and took graduation photos. On graduation day, many classmates' families came. I really wished you were there too, but you were busy; I understand that. However, if time could turn back, I would still hope you went back with me, because since I clearly wanted you by my side, I should have been a bit more willful so that life wouldn't have regrets, right? Don't you agree?"

Bai Shuruo said a lot of things; for the entire fifteen minutes, she was the one talking non-stop.

She had never thought before that she could be such a talkative person, like a chatterbox.

As she was talking, she suddenly felt Han Yangting's finger move.

She was startled in that instant.