The Year of Lihua: She Was Reborn

Although Zuo Nian had his eyes tightly closed in his coma, his consciousness was not completely gone. He was like a prisoner trapped in a dark cage, trying hard to listen to the sounds around him.

At this moment, the conversation between his father and the heavy guard happened to reach his ears, and every word exploded in his mind like thunder.

Zuo Nian concentrated his energy, trying to capture every word and every detail. He knew that this might be the key moment to understand the whole story of Hua Ye's disappearance.

Although his body was unable to move, his mind became increasingly clear. Their words flowed like a clear spring into the depths of Zuo Nian's dry soul, allowing him to gradually understand the whole story.

"mother......"

The Left Commander was dozing off on the edge of the bed when he was suddenly awakened by the faint whispering. With a start, he abruptly stood up, walked quickly to the bedside, and leaned over to listen.

"Mother...mother..."

This time he heard it clearly, it was indeed his son's voice! The left captain was delighted and hurriedly lowered his head to carefully observe the person on the bed.

His son's face was as pale as paper, his lips were bloodless, but he kept repeating this word in his slightly open mouth.

"Someone, come! Hurry and get a doctor! And ask someone to prepare some light rice porridge..."

The left captain's voice trembled with excitement. While he was calling out to the servants, he stared at his son closely, afraid of missing any subtle changes.

The servants who received the order acted quickly, and the entire mansion suddenly became busy.

At this time, Zuo Nian's body began to tremble slightly, and his originally stiff limbs gradually regained consciousness.

He used all his strength, raised his left hand with difficulty, slowly moved his fingers, then tried hard to pry open his heavy eyelids, and finally opened his eyes with great effort.

When the Left Commandant saw this, he was overjoyed, but he didn't dare to move rashly and could only stand aside and worry.

He put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth in the room, trying hard to resist the urge to go forward and pick up his son.

A long time passed before the doctor hurried over. By then, Zuo Nian had already struggled to sit up and was leaning against the bed rail, with his mother feeding him porridge spoonful by spoonful.

Although his movements were slow and weak, he was awake at least.

Mrs. Zuo's hands trembled slightly uncontrollably, and her eyes were filled with tears, as if they were about to burst out at any moment...

"Mom, don't worry, I'm really fine. I've figured it all out and I won't ruin my body anymore..."

"That's good. Mom will ask someone to go to the kitchen and make you some light dishes that you like!"

Mrs. Zuo stared at the forced smile on her son's face, her heart aching. Tears slipped down her cheeks like beads from a broken string. She quickly wiped them away with a handkerchief, then tried to smile and spoke.

"Mom, I'll do it myself. I feel like I have more energy now!"

Zuo Nian sat up a little straighter and slowly stretched out his hand to take the bowl of porridge from his mother, but was immediately stopped.

"Nian'er, you just woke up and are still very weak. You can't eat too much at once. Lie down and rest for a while, then eat a little later."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Zuo Nian lowered his head and responded softly. He didn't dare to argue at all.

Because just now, his sharp eyes like a hawk inadvertently caught a glimpse of a few strands of silver hidden in his mother's black hair.

Not only that, he also noticed that there were faint fine lines on the corners of his mother's eyes, which were originally smooth and delicate, like the ruthless marks left by time.

In this short period of time, my mother seemed to have aged a lot. Her face, which was once gentle and charming with skin as white as snow, had now become dull and lifeless, as if all the vitality had been sucked out of her, leaving her completely lifeless.

"That's very good. Don't be angry anymore..."

Madam Zuo slowly put down the bowl of porridge in her hand, stood up slowly with the help of her maid, and walked towards the door.

However, not long after she walked out of her son's dormitory, she suddenly felt dizzy, her vision went black, and she fainted on the ground.

Although she had tried hard to stay strong since Zuo Nian returned to Kyoto, her body was finally unable to bear the burden and completely collapsed...

"Madam, Madam has fainted! Someone come quickly..."

The maidservant frantically supported Madam Zuo's limp body and shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice filled with anxiety and helplessness.

The left captain in the front hall heard the cry and rushed over in a panic. He rushed forward, carefully picked up his wife by the waist, and then walked quickly to the bedroom.

"Go and get a doctor!" The left captain turned around and gave orders to the servant behind him while carrying his wife and running quickly.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, which was to hope that his wife would be safe.