The Great Doctor Girl

After Huang Junze left, I continued to recuperate at home.

In order to speed up recovery, I set up the Bagua Life-Nourishing Formation for self-healing.

Only the servants took care of my daily life carefully, with pity and concern in their eyes.

However, this seemingly thoughtful service cannot fill the emptiness and loneliness in my heart.

I faced the bottomless night alone, lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, my thoughts tangled like a tangled mess.

"Huang Junze will not cheat."

I talked to myself silently in my heart, trying to give myself a little comfort.

But the image of him leaving can't be erased from my mind, and every time I think of it it's like a sharp knife piercing my heart.

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore. I said it yesterday, let him be.

I keep reminding myself that taking good care of my body is the most important thing. After all, my biggest pursuit in life right now is to stay alive.

At this moment in the hospital, Huang Junze is accompanying Su Jingyan wholeheartedly.

He sat beside the bed, his eyes so gentle that tears could be dripping from them, holding a fashion magazine in his hand, and softly reading interesting stories to her.

"Jingyan, look at this joke, isn't it funny?"

Huang Junze treated Su Jingyan as a patient who was at the end of her life. He tried to ease Su Jingyan's mood with a relaxed atmosphere, and his tone was full of flattery and caution.

Su Jingyan nodded slightly, a faint smile on her face.

However, her gaze drifted out the window from time to time, as if she was expecting something more exciting, or planning something unspeakable.

Huang Junze carefully peeled the fruit for Su Jingyan with skillful and gentle movements. He cut the fruit into even pieces with toothpicks and fed them to her one by one.

"Come on, open your mouth, and be careful not to choke." His voice was full of care, and his focused expression seemed as if Su Jingyan was the center of his world.

He has never done these for me. Thinking of this, my heart aches.

Su Jingyan ate the fruit obediently, but was secretly thinking about how to make Huang Junze stay by her side more wholeheartedly.

She is not a simple and kind woman. Every look and every movement of hers are carefully designed.

At this moment, Huang Junze's hidden illness suddenly broke out.

He suddenly held his head in his hands, his head aching, as if millions of bugs were gnawing at his brain.

His body trembled violently, his face turned pale as paper in an instant, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

"Junze, what's wrong with you?" A trace of panic flashed across Su Jingyan's face, but this panic was only for a moment, and soon a sense of disgust arose in her heart.

Huang Junze endured the pain and squeezed out a smile from between his teeth: "I'm fine, don't worry."

His voice was trembling and weak, but he was still trying to comfort others.

Su Jingyan muttered to herself, "Why is this happening again? This is such a big problem! Why didn't I notice he had this problem before? He looks so sickly, could it be that his fiancée is behind this?"

Her brows furrowed slightly, the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously, and a hint of barely perceptible annoyance flashed in her eyes.

But she still said hypocritically: "Junze, I'll call a doctor."

She raised her voice, sounded anxious, and even reached out as if to press the call bell.

However, her eyes were extremely empty, without any sincerity, and the pretended concern was like a layer of gauze that would be torn apart at the slightest touch.

Huang Junze looked at her gratefully, his eyes filled with tears of emotion. He thought that Su Jingyan could still care about him so much when he was at his most vulnerable.

He didn't notice the flash of disgust in her eyes at all, and was still thinking silently in his heart that he must treat her better.

"No, no." Huang Junze quickly waved his hand to refuse, his voice weak and trembling.

He knew that this hidden disease had always been with him like a shadow. He once thought that the appearance of Luo Shu had cured him, but now it has relapsed for some reason.

A lot of doubts were swirling in his mind, but he had a splitting headache at the moment and had no time to think about it.

Huang Junze's headache became more and more severe, as if countless sharp knives were stirring in his head, making him feel extremely weak, as if all the strength in his body had been drained.

Every breath he took seemed to use up all his strength. His face was as pale as paper and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

But he still held on, not wanting to make Su Jingyan worry.

He gritted his teeth and forced a smile, trying to make himself look less painful.

He slowly adjusted his breathing, clenched his fists tightly, his nails almost digging into his flesh, trying to use the pain in his body to distract himself from the severe pain in his head so that he could calm down as soon as possible.

Huang Junze's headache gradually eased. It used to be a sudden, paroxysmal attack.

After a while, Huang Junze returned to normal, as if the person who was about to fall down was not him.

However, Su Jingyan's attitude had subtly changed without her noticing.

At first, she could still maintain a superficial concern, but as time went on, her patience gradually wore out.

She began to become half-hearted in Huang Junze's subsequent care and no longer responded with the same full attention as before.

"Go get me a glass of water."

Su Jingyan said coldly, her tone lacking the tenderness and dependence from before, and more of a commanding tone.

She turned sideways and stopped looking at Huang Junze, her expression cold and distant.

When Huang Junze heard these cold, commanding words, he thought that her illness had affected her mood and didn't take it seriously.

Huang Junze quickly stood up to pour water, but as soon as he stood up, he lost his balance due to the severe headache and weakness, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

He held onto the wall with his hands, trying to steady himself, looking utterly miserable.

Su Jingyan looked at his back, pretending not to see it, but the disgust in her heart grew stronger.

She bit her lip and thought to herself, "Is he still the person I once loved? He's sick all day long. What bad luck."

Her eyes became cold and selfish, and she completely forgot everything Huang Junze had done for her and how good he had been to her.

All the sweet words and vows of love seemed so pale and powerless at this moment.

Time passed slowly in such an atmosphere. Huang Junze was completely unaware of the changes in Su Jingyan's heart and still took care of her wholeheartedly.

After I came out of the Bagua Life-Nourishing Formation, I began to practice my daily lessons.

I sit in meditation, adjust my breathing, and feel the air flowing through my body.

The air around me seemed to be quiet, with only the sounds of my heartbeat and breathing.

I tried to calm my mind, but Huang Junze's shadow always popped into my mind from time to time.

I tried hard to put aside these distracting thoughts and focus on practicing Qigong.

Pick up the pen and write down today's diary:

May 5, cloudy

I let myself let go of everything, stopped worrying about Huang Junze and Su Jingyan, and focused on improving my health and studying hard to improve myself.

Matters of the heart are too complicated, and I don't want to let them consume my energy anymore.

I focused on myself and made myself stronger.

No matter where this relationship ends up, I must do my best and be responsible for my own future.

I no longer have any extravagant expectations for love.

Moonlight streamed through the gauze curtains into the room like water. I finished my day of practice and lay in bed, unable to fall asleep.

At this time, he heard the sound of the door opening downstairs and came back.

I checked my phone and it was already half past twelve in the morning.

The moonlight filtered through the gauze curtains like water, gently spilling into the room.

I finished a day of practice and although I felt physically and mentally exhausted, I couldn't fall asleep when I lay in bed.

At this moment, there was a slight sound of a door opening downstairs, and he came back.

I picked up my phone and glanced at it. It was already half past twelve in the morning.

After Huang Junze entered the room, it was silent and I was nowhere to be seen.

Only the night lights on both sides of the stairs emitted a dim light, as if silently waiting for his return.

He came into my room with the cautiousness of a child afraid to break precious china.

I pretended to be asleep. He came closer to the bed, listened to my even breathing, and then gently sat on the edge of the bed.

His voice was as low as a mosquito, as if he was only speaking to himself: "Luo Shu, I'm sorry, but I feel like I'm being controlled by some invisible force lately and I can't help myself. I have you in my heart, I know clearly that you are good, it's me who is not good enough..."

He seemed to be confessing to me.

The room was so quiet that I could hear his every breath, and every word he said was like a heavy stone, falling into the quiet atmosphere.

After a long time, he slowly stood up and gently tucked the quilt for me. He was so careful, as if I were the most fragile treasure in the world.

Then, he walked out of the room slowly with heavy steps and closed the door gently. The slight "click" sound was particularly clear in the silence.

And after he left, tears couldn't help but roll down my eyes.

I agreed to let him go, no longer be moved by him, no longer worry about him, but at this time, why is he stirring my heart like this again?

My heart instantly became a mess, with so many things on my mind that I couldn't sort them out.