A Shocking Dream

Lin Wunian's eyes gradually lost their luster. She knew she was nearing the end of her life. But in these final moments, she still longed for a miracle, for someone to come and save her. However, she also knew that this was likely an unrealistic wish. Amidst this chaos and despair, she could only silently await fate's final judgment, like a withered leaf, drifting helplessly in the wind.

Through the screen, she saw her parents and all her colleagues in the hospital trying to save her in the emergency room.

In the emergency room, the lights were glaringly pale. Mom and Dad stood nearby, their faces etched with anxiety and worry. Mom's eyes were red, tears welling up in them, her hands clasped tightly together, as if praying for a miracle. Dad, with a solemn expression, stared intently at her on the operating table, his body trembling slightly.

Hospital colleagues bustled through the emergency room, their faces etched with serious concentration. Doctors swiftly and accurately performed various first aid procedures, while nurses worked in unison, passing medical equipment and medications. The beeping of the electrocardiogram monitor was remarkably clear in the silent emergency room, each sound seemingly pounding at the heartstrings.

They raced against time, trying to snatch her life back from the clutches of death. Their clothes were soaked with sweat, but they didn't notice it at all. They had only one belief in their hearts, and that was to save her.

Lin Wunian watched this scene, a warm feeling welling up in her heart. She wanted to call out to them, to let them know she was there, but no sound came out. She could only watch them silently as they worked hard for her, her heart filled with emotion and guilt. She knew that her life belonged not only to herself, but also to those who loved her. How she wished she could survive, to be by their side, to spend the rest of her life together.

"Director Lin, we've done our best." These words hit everyone's heart like a hammer. Director Lin, Lin Wunian's father, trembled slightly, his eyes filled with despair and pain. He looked at his daughter, lifeless on the operating table, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a word.

The atmosphere in the emergency room froze instantly, as if even the air had grown heavy. The doctors dropped their hands helplessly, and the nurses stood silently by, tears in their eyes. They had exhausted all possible means, but still could not save Lin Wunian's life.

When Lin Wunian's mother heard these words, her legs gave way and she nearly collapsed to the ground. She covered her mouth to stifle her sobs, but tears welled up like a flood. She couldn't accept this cruel reality: how could her precious daughter, that girl full of life and love, be gone like this?

Lin Wunian, watching all this from the sidelines, was also filled with sadness. She saw the pain of her parents and colleagues, but she could do nothing to help. She wanted so much to tell them not to be sad, that she would be fine. But she could only watch them sink into despair.

In this silent and sad emergency room, time seemed to have stopped, and everyone was immersed in pain, unable to extricate themselves.

The scene changed, and she saw the death certificate and the black and white photo on the wall. She knew that she was dead in that world.

The words on the death certificate were cold and cruel, as if announcing the end of her life. Her face in the black and white photo was calm, yet tinged with an unspeakable sadness. She stared at the photo, a complex wave of emotions welling up within her.

She felt a deep sense of helplessness and sorrow. A life once vibrant, now reduced to nothing but this piece of paper and a photograph. She thought of her family, friends, and colleagues in that world, their smiles and tears, their love and concern. Now, she had left them forever.

She also felt lost and bewildered. Death, a concept that had once seemed so distant and unfamiliar, now lay before her so realistically.

She took a last look at the death certificate and the black-and-white photo. Her palms were trembling and a little painful. Lin Wunian raised her hand and looked, and found that her hand was bleeding.

The glaring bright red spread before her eyes. She stared at the wound on her hand, feeling an inexplicable fear in her heart.

Lin Wunian gently stroked the wound on her hand, feeling the slight pain. Her thoughts gradually became clearer. She had actually fallen asleep on the table. She slowly opened her eyes and moved slightly, feeling a sharp pain in her palm. She looked down and saw that she had touched something sharp, causing a puncture and bleeding.

Lin Wunian shook her head. Perhaps she was too tired, and she had fallen asleep without realizing it. She frowned slightly, looking at the wound on her hand, feeling a sense of helplessness. She had been busy all this time, exhausted both physically and mentally. Now, this small wound seemed to be reminding her that it was time to rest.

But as a doctor, how could she rest properly before fulfilling her responsibilities? She couldn't bear to watch the people of Linzhou suffer from illness.

Lin Wunian tightened her injured hand, her eyes revealing determination and perseverance. She knew she couldn't stop, as the people waiting for treatment were still counting on her.

She turned back to her desk, looking at the unfinished medical books and herbal remedies, a sense of mission welling up in her heart. The disease in Linzhou was spreading rapidly, and she had to find a solution as soon as possible.

The sunlight shone through the window onto her body, but it could not dispel the worries in her heart. She picked up a pen and continued to take notes in the medical book, trying to find a clue from those ancient records.

A gentle breeze blew by, bringing a hint of fresh air. Lin Wunian took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down a bit. Her mind kept replaying everything in her dream. She couldn't believe that her once happy family would become like this after her death.

Lin Wunian sat there blankly, her eyes filled with shock and confusion. The dream was so real that it left her heart restless for a long time. In the dream, she saw the grief and despair on her family's faces after her departure. Her once warm home had become shattered, filled with sorrow and loneliness.

She bit her lip tightly, trying to shake herself from the horrific dream. However, the images were etched deeply into her mind like a brand. She couldn't imagine how she would face it if that were truly the future. Lin Wunian stood up and paced back and forth in the room, her heart filled with anxiety. She secretly vowed to live well, return to her family, protect them, and prevent that horrible dream from becoming a reality.

A gentle breeze blew past, ruffling her hair. Lin Wunian paused, looking out the window, a determined fire gradually igniting in her eyes. She knew she couldn't be frightened by a dream. She had to change her fate with her own actions. She had to leave this place and protect the happiness that originally belonged to her.