The Great Doctor Girl

In the silent ward, my tears were like a surging torrent, breaking through the dam of my eyes and pouring down like a torrential rain.

Each teardrop was filled with endless emotions, struggling to break free from the constraints of the eyes, and falling heavily on the mother's bony hands with a heart full of sadness and resentment.

My heart, broken into countless pieces, cried out in despair: "Mom, why did you abandon me? Where have you been in these endless years? Why did you have the heart to leave me on that uninhabited hill? Wake up, Mom, please solve the mystery that has been lingering in my heart for many years." My sorrowful cries were like the weeping blood of a cuckoo. The grievances and deep doubts that had accumulated over the years suddenly erupted at this moment like a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years. The scorching, fiery emotions that surged like magma instantly drowned me completely.

"Why do those rumors, as sharp and pointed as poisonous arrows, mercilessly strike an innocent person like me, saying that I am a calamity that brings death and misfortune, and even kills my entire family? Mom, wake up! Only you can dispel this lingering haze for me!"

I was like a badly injured fawn, desperately rushing to the bed, gently nestling my head against my mother's cold hand, my body shaking violently involuntarily, just like the last shaky leaf in the autumn wind, struggling hard in the bitter cold wind of fate.

At this moment, my mother was like the Sleeping Beauty cursed by evil in ancient legends. She did not respond at all to my affectionate and painful calls.

My heart seemed to have suddenly fallen into the mysterious and terrifying black hole deep in the universe. The endless darkness quickly swallowed me up like a tide. The air around me seemed to solidify into black amber in an instant, and every strand of it weighed heavily on my fragile soul.

Time seemed to have stopped its hurried pace, and the only sound in the world was my sobbing, which was my grief and indignation at the unfairness of fate.

My mother's consciousness seemed to be caught in a vortex of time and space confusion. Her brows were sometimes tightly locked together, like the tightly closed copper lock on an ancient city gate, as if locked up countless unspeakable pains.

His lips trembled slightly from time to time, like a candle flickering in the wind and ready to go out at any moment.

What I didn’t know was that she was in a dream at that moment, suffering from the merciless burning of the raging fire, and it was difficult for her to wake up.

In that thrilling and horrifying fire, my mother's eyes were like a frightened deer, full of terror and despair and helplessness. She shouted my name at the top of her lungs, crying for help.

The sound seemed so faint amid the furious roar of the sea of ​​fire, just like the wail of a lone wild goose in the vast sky.

The flames were like a giant beast from ancient times, its bloody mouth agape, greedily devouring everything in the world. The houses were like fragile sand castles, collapsing under the raging fire. The deafening sound was like the thunder of Judgment Day, echoing in the deepest part of her soul for a long time...

That fire was undoubtedly a ruthless sickle in the hands of fate, cruelly cutting into pieces our once happy and fulfilling life.

Deep in my mother's heart, there are only barren scorched earth and deep ravines, like the remains of an ancient battlefield, full of pain, engraved with memories of suffering, and becoming an indelible mark of pain.

I don’t know how long it took, but to me, it felt like I had traveled through a thousand-year time tunnel. My mother’s eyelids trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were like a lonely boat lost in the boundless fog, full of confusion and weakness. The helplessness in her eyes was like an extremely sharp dagger, which deeply hurt my heart.

"Luo Shu..." My mother's voice was distant and weak, but it was like a sacred decree that traveled through time and space, instantly lighting the lamp of hope in my heart.

"Mom, you finally woke up, you finally woke up." My tears once again flooded uncontrollably.

It's like a lonely star in the long dark night, longing for the bright moon with deep longing. All the emotions converge into a vast ocean of love, surging out.

My mother did her best to pull the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile. Although her smile was weak, it was powerful enough to melt a glacier, slowly warming my heart, which was as cold as an ice cellar. "Don't cry, Luoshu, Mom is still here."

Huang Junze was extremely anxious. He strode forward with a bright light in his eyes. "Auntie, it's great that you woke up. It's great that you woke up."

Mom nodded gently, her movements as slow as rusty machinery, and it felt like she had exhausted her remaining strength.

Then, her eyes slowly closed again.

I sat quietly beside the bed and gently touched my mother's hand. The lines on her hand were like oracle bone inscriptions, engraved with the years and destiny, and like cracks in the earth, witnessing the heavy suffering.

"Doctor, doctor." I called the doctor while pressing the pager.

"What's wrong with the patient?" The doctor came quickly.

"My mother just woke up, but closed her eyes again. Doctor, please check her out quickly." I spoke to the doctor incoherently.

"It's a good thing that he woke up, don't worry. The patient is too weak." The doctor replied while examining.

Let her have a good rest, everything is getting better. After giving these instructions, the doctor turned and left.

I silently made the most sincere wish in my heart, hoping that my mother would recover her health soon like a phoenix from nirvana, and never leave me again.

At this moment, my heart felt like a wandering dandelion that had finally found its homeland for survival, and I felt a little bit of peace and comfort.

After a few days, my mother's body gradually regained vitality.

Huang Junze and I took good care of her. The soup cooked by the nanny at home nourished her body like a source of life, and our company was like sunshine that sprinkled on her heart.

However, whenever the night falls and everything is quiet, after my mother falls asleep peacefully, I often sit alone in front of the window, looking out, with the flame of revenge burning in my eyes.

I swore a blood oath in my heart that I would make Chen Feng drown completely in the sins he had committed, let him taste the evil consequences of his own actions, and let his soul suffer forever in the purgatory of regret.

Huang Junze is like a towering tree in my life, with roots deeply rooted in the depths of my soul.

Whenever he saw me struggling in the vortex of pain, he would always whisper softly in my ear like a warm south wind: "Don't worry about what happens next, I'll take care of it. Just do what you want to do."

His words made me feel less lonely and less confused.

That morning, I went home to wash up and get some clothes, while Huang Junze stayed at the hospital to watch over my mother.

In the ward, my mother turned her head slightly, her eyes filled with a complex mixture of worry, memories, and pain. She slowly turned her gaze to Huang Junze, "Junze, how much do you know about Luo Shu's life?"

Huang Junze frowned slightly, his expression solemn: "Auntie, I already know everything. Some time ago, I went to Baitou Mountain, and Luo Shu's master, Mr. Ping, told me everything, but he asked me not to tell Luo Shu."

My mother's eyes were calm. "Yes, don't tell her about Luo Shu's altered fate. I really don't want the poisonous vines of hatred to tightly wrap around her life. I just hope she can live a healthy life."

Unlike Sister Zhiyue in the past, Luoshu's mother—my mother-in-law—said in a resolute tone, "I will avenge this vengeance. I will make sure that those evil spirits who harmed Luoshu have nowhere to hide in this world."

Huang Junze's eyes were as sharp as torches as he stared into his mother's eyes. "Auntie, do you know who Luo Shu's fate was replaced with?"

My mother let out a gentle sigh, a breath that seemed to carry the fatigue and vicissitudes of half a lifetime. Her eyes became as desolate and bleak as an ancient desert. "I have spent countless days and nights trying to find out the truth about this matter. It was only recently that I finally confirmed it..."

Huang Junze's brows furrowed even more, a hint of anger in his eyes. "After extensive investigation, all the clues point to Su Jingyan, the daughter of Su Junsheng. I'm sure that Su Junsheng is the mastermind behind all this."

Deep hatred instantly appeared on my mother's face. That hatred was like a burning flame, almost devouring her: "It's him, it's him."

Huang Junze looked directly into his mother's eyes, not missing any change in her expression. "Auntie, is there any conflict between you and him? I think asking you directly might give us the answer we want."

A trace of pain flashed in my mother's eyes, and the pain was so deep that it seemed to drag her into the endless dark abyss again.

She was silent for a long time, as if recalling a past that was too painful to recall, and then she said slowly, word by word: "He... he is my first love." After that, my mother's eyes became empty and distant, as if she was trapped in another time and space.

Huang Junze's eyes were filled with heartache. He gently held his mother's hand and said, "Auntie, I see. How would you like this matter resolved? Actually, I originally wanted you and Luo Shu to stay out of this matter. I will handle everything properly from now on and won't let you get hurt."

Mom shook her head gently, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes: "Junze, let me do it first. This is a grudge between him and me, and I want to solve it myself."

The days passed slowly in silence. The world outside the ward was still bustling with traffic, but the ward seemed to be shrouded in an invisible gauze curtain, isolating us from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

Fortunately, my mother's health is recovering better and better.

I stayed by my mother's bedside, but my thoughts were like a wild horse running wildly between the past and the future.

Since I was two years old, I have ignorantly embarked on this long journey of learning skills from a teacher in the mountains. Time flies, and eighteen years have passed in a flash.

The taste is a mixture of sweet, sour, bitter and spicy.