The Great Doctor Girl

Su Junsheng seemed to have been struck by a bolt from the blue. He collapsed into his chair, his face as pale as a sheet of paper, his lips trembling uncontrollably, and he kept muttering to himself, "What was supposed to happen has finally happened. How could it have left us so completely unprepared?"

In the interrogation room at that time, the pale light was like an impartial judge, staring at everything coldly.

Su Junsheng's hands were handcuffed to a chair and his feet were restrained so that he could not move. Not only did his body lose its freedom, but even his soul seemed to be imprisoned in this small space.

The police laid out the evidence one by one. The numbers on the detailed account of bribes were like fiery snakes, gnawing at his heart.

The words in the communication records were like a vicious spell that entangled him tightly.

The accident files seemed to be filled with the whispers of wronged souls.

The interrogator stared at him with a sharp gaze, and asked loudly, "At this point, are you still planning to quibble?"

Su Junsheng hung his head and murmured weakly, "I plead guilty, I plead guilty. I truly regret my actions. My crimes are heinous and unforgivable..."

When I heard the news that Su Junsheng was interrogated and confessed, my heart trembled suddenly, as if it was being gripped by an invisible big hand, and all kinds of complex emotions exploded in an instant.

At first, it was a pure feeling of relief. The resentment and grievances that had been accumulated in my heart for many years seemed to have found an outlet and rushed out.

The painful memories of the past flashed through my mind like old film being burned. Frame by frame – my house collapsed in the raging flames, the pungent smell of burning seemed to linger in my nose again. I was dying in the pouring rain after my fate was taken away. Every day I relied on the Eight Trigrams Life-supporting Formation to survive...

Those terrifying and sleepless moments in the long dark nights are deeply imprinted in the depths of the soul.

At this moment, hearing about Su Junsheng's downfall, I really want to laugh heartily at the sky, laughing at the fact that this evil man finally suffered the consequences of his crimes, and laughing at the fact that the wheel of fate finally turned out to be fair.

"Mom, did you hear that? He finally got his comeuppance." I held my mother's hand tightly, my voice trembling slightly with excitement, hot tears welling up in my eyes, but in those tears, besides the joy of getting my hatred paid, there was also something else mixed in.

My mother patted my back gently, and her gentle and slightly vicissitudes voice sounded in my ears: "Luo Shu, God has eyes. Cause and effect are cyclical, and good and evil will be rewarded. But even if others are punished, why do I still feel empty?" Her eyes looked into the distance, as if she could see through the years, seeing the past daily life that had been rewritten into pieces, full of sighs.

Loving the wrong person and losing your whole life is too high a price to pay.

For my mother, this must be the most difficult hurdle in her heart, the thing she can never forgive herself for. I'm afraid she is often tormented by regret.

Yes, once the euphoria faded, a mixture of emotions followed. Su Junsheng, once a sovereign, manipulated the dark chess game, his every move shattering the peace of countless lives. Now, he was a prisoner, destitute and destitute, his face etched with regret.

Such a huge gap makes me taste the bitterness of the fickleness of fate.

I often can't help but wonder, if he hadn't been blinded by greed, would my family and I be able to enjoy the ordinary and trivial life? Those life trajectories that were cut short by violence and conspiracy should have been filled with the warm and ordinary atmosphere of fireworks, rather than being stained with blood and tears and being in danger of storms.

This thought is like a thin thread, which, when pulled gently, brings out a trace of melancholy.

However, the alarm bell of reason soon rang, and the inappropriate tendency of softness was suppressed. The blood on his hands and the sins he had committed were too numerous to list. Showing mercy to him would be a secondary harm to past victims and a blasphemy against justice.

And Chen Feng, the "troublemaker" who was temporarily locked up in the tunnel by Huang Junze, also made me feel uneasy.

The tunnel was originally a secret place dug by Huang Junze for safety reasons, but now it has become Chen Feng's "temporary cage".

Occasionally, when you get close to the tunnel entrance, you can hear his intermittent mumbling and cursing from inside, every sound full of unwillingness and resentment, and he still looks like the reckless person who won't cry until he sees the coffin.

"Luo Shu, just wait for me! You have no right to lock me up here. When I get out, I will definitely skin you alive!" Chen Feng roared inside, pounding the stone walls of the tunnel with his fists, making a dull echo.

On the afternoon of the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, I went to the tunnel again with some food.

Before he got close, he heard unusual noises inside. Upon listening carefully, he found that it was Chen Feng's pleading voice with tears in his eyes, completely devoid of his usual arrogance.

It turned out that a few rats had sneaked into the tunnel at some point, scurrying around in the dark and torturing him severely.

When he saw me show up, a hint of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, but he immediately turned his head away, trying to pretend to be calm.

I squatted down and passed the food in through the tunnel entrance, looking at him coldly: "Chen Feng, are you afraid sometimes? These rats are more humane than you. At least they only want food and don't kill or destroy people's lives."

He curled his lips and muttered, "Luo Shu, I've been in this dark place, reflecting on my mistakes every day. I know I was wrong. Please let me out. The New Year is almost here, and I want to go home."

I scoffed, stood up, and brushed the dust off the corners of my clothes. "Home? When you committed these evil deeds, did you ever consider that others couldn't return home? This tunnel is now your 'home'. Repent sincerely, and wait until I trust you before telling you about your escape. Didn't you yell that I had no right to imprison you? Then I can send you to a cell and let the law judge your 'innocence'. What do you think?"

When Chen Feng heard this, his body stiffened and his face turned pale instantly. He stammered but could not utter any harsh words. Only panic remained in his eyes.

I didn't dare stay any longer, for fear that the kindness in my heart would get the better of me and I would let him go in a moment of thought, so I quickly turned around and left.

In the medical clinic, Xin Xin took the initiative to take on the responsibility of being on duty, while Xia Ruoxi set out on the journey home early to happily celebrate the New Year in her hometown.

As for me, I have been staying at home peacefully these days, busying myself with various New Year's affairs, and looking forward to the arrival of the New Year.

After visiting Chen Feng, I sat in the courtyard, sipping the ancient tree tea my mother had given me. I recalled how she had brewed this very tea for me when we first met. The missing pieces of the family puzzle were finally complete, and that feeling still warms my heart.

When I first met my mother, the love and guilt in her eyes were like the warm spring sun and the fine spring rain. The invisible intimacy quietly melted my cold and hard shell.

It is the instinctive pull of blood connection. Even though years have passed and sufferings have separated them, the moment they embrace each other, the bitterness of past separation disappears, leaving only overflowing warmth.

This year is the first New Year that my mother and I spend together in the true sense, and I am full of anticipation and joy.

Huang Junze came to discuss a few days ago about inviting Zhiyue's mother to come home for a reunion, making this New Year more lively and warm.

"Luo Shu, it would be so lonely for Zhiyue's mother to spend the New Year alone. Let's bring her over. It will be more festive with more people around." Huang Junze suggested with a smile, his eyes full of enthusiasm and kindness.

I readily agreed, and during the days of preparation, our home was filled with busyness and joy.

Early in the morning on New Year's Eve, the morning light had just timidly torn a hole in the sky, casting its faint light on the sleeping streets, but I was no longer sleepy. My heart was filled with excitement and anticipation, and I paced around the room.

Today is special. It is the first New Year's Eve since I met my mother. It is the day when our family can finally be reunited after years of wandering and loneliness.

"Luo Shu, are you ready? We have to pick up mom as soon as possible!" Huang Junze shouted downstairs, his excitement unconcealed in his words.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" I hurriedly straightened my clothes and ran downstairs, my steps light and eager.

The car slowly drove out of the courtyard. Huang Junze held the steering wheel steadily, his eyes focused and filled with a hint of uncontrollable joy. From time to time, he turned his head to look at me sitting in the passenger seat, a smile on his lips: "Luo Shu, this whole road today feels like it's filled with the flavor of the New Year. Look at those red lanterns hanging on the street, they are hung more densely than in previous years, it looks so festive!"

I looked out the car window, and sure enough, the trees on both sides of the street seemed to be cast a spell, and were hung with big red lanterns overnight. They swayed in the wind, just like bunches of ripe red fruits. "Yes, looking at these, my heart is warm. I look forward to picking up Mom, so that the New Year atmosphere will be even stronger." I agreed, but my thoughts had already drifted to my mother. My mind was full of the warm look she would look like when she saw us, and my heart felt like being scratched by a kitten, itchy and full of longing.

Soon, the car stopped steadily in front of the door of my mother's unique tea space.

This tea room usually exudes a quiet and elegant atmosphere. There is a thin layer of frost on the door, as if it is covered with a layer of plain gauze. But today, the pair of big red spring couplets in front of the door, the high-hanging blessing character, and the playful ribbons on the glass windows have made this plain and elegant place full of the festive atmosphere of the New Year.

Pushing open the door, the small bell hanging on the door chimed with a clear jingle. The room was warm, the aroma of tea wafted through the air, and the charcoal fire was roaring. Mom was sitting at the tea table, carefully arranging a few boxes of tea gifts. When she saw us come in, her eyebrows instantly curved into crescents, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were filled with smiles. "Oh, you're here! What a coincidence! I was just thinking of tidying up a bit before going out."

Mom stood up, patted her clothes, took my hand, and looked me over carefully with a look of love and concern: "Luoshu, did you sleep well last night? It's Chinese New Year, you can't have dark circles under your eyes. You have to be energetic to welcome the New Year."

I looked at my mother, my eyes suddenly warmed up, and my throat seemed to be choked by something. After a long while, I finally managed to say, "Mom, I slept well. I'm looking forward to taking you home for the New Year. I have decorated the house beautifully. I just need you to come and take charge. The New Year's Eve dinner will be more delicious."

When I called out "Mom", what surged in my heart was not only intimacy, but also the sourness and sweetness of finally getting what had been missing for many years. I felt my whole body wrapped in warmth, and I was a little dazed with happiness.

Huang Junze helped carry the bag that his mother had prepared long ago, which contained Yunnan ancient tree Pu'er tea, special

He jokingly said, "Mom, you've packed up the whole 'Tea World' and brought it with you. But that's fine. When we get tired of the New Year's Eve dinner, we can still make a pot of good tea to relieve the greasiness and chat. That's really relaxing."

We chatted and laughed, locked the door of the tea space, and got into the car one after another.

On the way back, the streets became more and more lively, and the New Year's goods market on the street

Children wearing new clothes are laughing and chasing each other on the roadside, holding colorful candies in their hands. Adults are busy posting the last Spring Festival couplets or buying some missed New Year's goods. The shouts and laughter are intertwined, playing the "market music" of New Year's Eve.