The Great Doctor Girl

Before he could finish his words, the lights in the corridor suddenly flickered a few times, and then with a snap, they were plunged into a dead silence. Fear spread rapidly through the air like an invisible tide.

The moment the emergency lights came on, a sharp creaking sound shattered the silence. Lin Chen's wheelchair suddenly appeared at the ICU entrance. The sound was like rusty gears struggling to turn, unspeakably eerie. His fingers twisted at an unnatural angle, dipping into a medicinal concoction from nowhere, and slowly drawing a faintly glowing altar on the radiation-proof glass. Kneeling within the altar was a woman with an iron chain piercing her scapula. The blood-red lotus at her lower back was identical to mine. The horrifying image made my heart tremble, as if it were about to leap out of my throat.

At this moment, the crabapple blossoms emitted a faint blue light in the darkness, swaying like a will-o'-the-wisp. Su Jingyan's voice, tinged with an eerie smile, came from the ventilation duct: "Sister, guess why your master chose you to inherit the Heavenly Doctor destiny?"

I clenched my fists, staring at the faint blue light in the darkness, and wondered to myself, could it be that Master didn't just save me out of compassion?

What does all this have to do with the Master's choice? What does the deep-sea algae clinging to the armrests of Lin Chen's wheelchair signify? Why does the oracle bone script character "heng" appear in the inscription on Huang Junze's wedding ring? What does it represent?

Xin Xin also discovered that all ALS patients had worked for the Su Group. What kind of conspiracy is hidden behind this?

These mysteries are like an invisible net that traps me tightly, and I must find a way to break the deadlock as soon as possible.

A doctor can change fate, but they can't read a person's heart. I took a deep breath, suppressed my fear, and inserted the silver needles into the old man's acupuncture points using the Nine Needle Method to restore Yang. I first controlled his spirit to prevent further deterioration.

At this moment, the monitor suddenly made a rapid "beeping" sound, and the screen showed a frequency similar to the fetal heartbeat. This strange change made everyone present gasp and look at each other with horror in their eyes.

"You save one person, I kill a hundred people. This is called the balance of yin and yang." Su Jingyan controlled Lin Chen to write this sentence on the glass. The medical equipment on the entire floor seemed to have triggered a chain reaction. Electric sparks burst out at the same time, and the sound of "crackling" was endless. The pungent smell of burning filled the air, as if the end of the world was coming.

Back at the clinic, Xin Xin was trembling before the blood-soaked banner, his body shaking like a sieve, his eyes filled with fear, his teeth chattering uncontrollably. In this eerie atmosphere, the gilded characters "Hua Tuo Reborn" gradually transformed into Yuwenxue's features, as if her spirit had returned, the sorrow and longing in their eyes unfathomable. The character "Heng" on the inside of Huang Junze's wedding ring, reflected in the moonlight the shadow of the Great Zhou palace, seemed to pull him back to a past life, as if those forgotten memories were about to be unveiled.

The crabapple blossoms instantly unfolded into a triple illusion, like a fantastical yet terrifying dream. The outer layer held Chen Feng's hideous smile, his laughter like a demon's roar, chilling and chilling, echoing in the ears with a chilling shudder. The middle layer contained Su Jingyan's struggling soul, her face etched with pain and despair, as if searching for a glimmer of light amidst the endless darkness, her eyes filled with helplessness and pleading. Embedded within the core, a fragment of Master Wuming's Buddhist beads emanated a faint glow, as if guarding a last glimmer of hope. Though faint, the light shone remarkably brightly in the darkness.

Lin Chen's wheelchair suddenly blared an encrypted recording: "I've secretly replaced the Gu Yin..." Su Jingyan's voice was cut off by a sharp interruption, as if someone was deliberately preventing the secret from being revealed. The shattered armrest revealed the Lingshan Temple chip. Deep-sea algae, cloaked in the stench of corpses, climbed onto the glass, slowly piecing together the coordinates of the Pacific Ocean, as if pointing to an unknown and dangerous direction, where the key to all mysteries lay.

Huang Junze suddenly cut his palm, and bright red blood flowed out, dripping onto the ground, creating a small splatter. After absorbing the blood, the Taotie pattern slowly opened its third eye. "I'll pay back what Xiao Heng owes you!" His voice was firm and powerful, filled with determination and responsibility. A drop of blood fell from his palm and instantly solidified into a warm Hetian jade pendant, the very token of love given to him by Yuwen Xue in his previous life.

"Xiao Heng?" I was stunned. Could it be that Huang Junze's soul had left his body?

The black blood remaining on the wheelchair armrest suddenly twisted and turned into the words "15:00, 15:30, Tallin", and was then covered by Chen Feng's spell, as if a mysterious duel was quietly unfolding, and we were about to be caught in the center of this storm.

Jing Shuo suddenly pointed out the window, his eyes full of fear, and his voice was filled with tears: "Mom, a baby is being born among the crabapple flowers!" Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and saw the moonlight penetrating Su Jingyan's soul who was giving birth. A baby's cry came from the basement of the old house. The sound seemed like a call from hell, eerie and terrifying.

I suppressed my panic for the moment, thinking that I would delve into these bizarre events in detail after resolving the current crisis.

The unusual amount of angelica on the analgesic prescription that fell under the old man's pillow projected the longitude and latitude of the medicinal materials warehouse in the moonlight, as if hinting at a place hiding a huge secret.

No, I must break the rebirth spell that Chen Feng cast on Su Jingyan.

The moonlight was as sharp as a silver needle, piercing through the thick clouds and falling on the pagoda forest of Lingshan Temple.

Twenty-eight soul-calming towers stood silently in the night, their bodies shimmering with mysterious light, as if whispering untold secrets. My expression was solemn, my hand tightly gripping the chip I'd retrieved from the wheelchair armrest. Beside me, Huang Junze's palm, the Taotie pattern resonating with the Big Dipper at the tower's apex, emanating a strange vibration.

At this moment, Jing Shuo's small figure came running over quickly. He eagerly grabbed the corner of my clothes, his eyes flashing with nervousness and excitement, and shouted: "Mom, there is a jade slip of "Qian Jin Fang" buried under each tower!" I was shocked when I heard it, and before I could respond, a steady sound of footsteps came from the shadows.

Zen Master Wuming slowly emerged, holding a nine-ringed staff. Dangling from the end of the staff was the crabapple blossom that Su Jingyan's spirit resided in. The Zen Master's face was compassionate, his gaze as calm as water. He tapped the ground lightly, and a map of the Great Zhou Imperial Hospital instantly appeared on the bluestone slab. He spoke slowly, "Master Luo, do you know that your master split the Heavenly Doctor's destiny into two parts? The Yang was given to you, and the Yin was hidden within..."

"Hidden within the earth veins of the Dianchacha space," I blurted out. At the same moment, the birthmark on my lower back suddenly burned, as if echoing the answer. Yining stood nearby, her astral marrow projecting a holographic image across the center of the tower forest. The Vermillion Bird Feather, sealed away by her mother before her death, was now clearly embedded in the astral marrow vein at the ruins of the Imperial Hospital, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

Suddenly, a burst of maniacal laughter erupted from deep underground, its voice sharp and eerie, chilling to the bone. Then, without warning, the seven Soul-Suppressing Towers tilted violently, as if pulled by an invisible force. Huang Junze observed this, and the wedding ring on his finger instantly glowed purple. The word "Heng" on the ring face transformed into the phantom of Xiao Heng, looming in the air.

I stared intently at the trembling crabapple blossoms, my mind suddenly pulled by an invisible force, and everything around me began to blur. In a trance, time and space reversed, and I was back in the prosperous palace of the Great Zhou.

As the chief medical officer of the Great Zhou, I was dedicated to treating Xiao Heng, a hostage from an enemy nation. Despite his status as a hostage, he possessed a noble demeanor and unwavering resolve, and as we spent time together, a secret love blossomed between us. Yet, all of this was witnessed by Yuwen Xue, the proud princess of the Great Zhou, who had always been infatuated with Xiao Heng. Seeing Xiao Heng's growing affection for me, she was consumed by jealousy.

I saw her secretly colluding with the Imperial Master, plotting a conspiracy against me. Ultimately, they successfully used forbidden techniques to strip me of my "Heavenly Doctor Fate," forcing me into the cycle of reincarnation. Xiao Heng, in return for his kindness, gave me his "Purple Star Emperor Fate," limiting my wealth in this life. Although Yuwen Xue succeeded, she couldn't win Xiao Heng's heart. Her obsession deepened, and the fragments of her soul became the core of the "Nine Lights Star Devouring Formation."

The scene shifted back to the present day, and I saw Su Jingyan, the reincarnation of Yu Wenxue. Even now, her obsession with Xiao Heng, also known as Huang Junze, remained steadfast. She even chose to parasitize my crabapple blossoms, even to the point of death, just to be closer to Huang Junze, for the love she so desperately sought.

As all these past life scenes flashed through my mind, I suddenly understood the profound and complex grudges and hatreds spanning two lifetimes. Su Jingyan's resentment towards me and her obsession with Huang Junze all stemmed from that fateful fate of unrequited love. At this moment, the confusion and resentment in my heart gradually dissolved into a long sigh. No wonder Huang Junze was the only way to save my life. It turns out everything was predestined.

As I was lost in the shock of memories from my past life, Huang Junze beside me was also undergoing a miraculous transformation. His gaze was fixed on the wedding ring in his hand, which suddenly glowed with a brilliant purple light. A warm energy emanated from the ring, spreading through his fingertips and throughout his body. In an instant, it was as if a long-sealed door had been opened in his mind, and memories of the past Great Zhou Dynasty poured in like a surging tide.

Huang Junze first recalled Xue'er's passionate, loving gaze. At countless palace banquets, Xue'er would always try to find an opportunity to approach him, her eyes filled with anticipation, her heart hesitant to speak out those girlish thoughts. But his heart, ever since I saved his life, has been entirely devoted to me. He still remembered Xue'er meticulously preparing a birthday gift to attract his attention, the unconcealed joy and shyness in her eyes, which instantly turned to loss and gloom after his polite yet distant refusal.

The scene suddenly shifted to a dim, deep chamber, candlelight flickering. Xue'er and the Imperial Preceptor whispered conspiracies, their faces filled with the determination and madness of love turning to hate. Then, Xue'er was manipulated by the Imperial Preceptor's puppet threads. Her body twisted and struggled uncontrollably, and her painful sobs echoed in the empty chamber, each one like a sharp blade, piercing his heart.

He was not sad because of Su Jingyan's pain, but because he knew that Su Jingyan was doing this to destroy me and him and was willing to sacrifice herself.

In his previous life, as Xiao Heng, he failed to cut off the cause and effect of this sin in time, and the strong sense of guilt was like a surging wave that instantly drowned him completely.

Upon seeing this, the wedding ring on Huang Junze's hand instantly emitted an even more dazzling purple light. The word "Heng" on the ring face turned into the shadow of Xiao Heng, looming in the night sky, as if it was a witness to that love-hate relationship.

"Xue'er," he sighed softly at the crabapple blossoms, his eyes filled with hatred and resignation. "I never thought you'd be so stubborn and relentless. I should have severed this karmic connection back then." As he finished speaking, a gentle breeze blew by, and the crabapple petals suddenly fell, like a poignant yet mournful rain of flowers. Su Jingyan's remnant soul broke free from Master Wuming's Buddhist beads and drifted away.