The door was pushed open with a creak, and in the darkness, Chu Jing heard the sound of the door closing again.
The footsteps came slowly and tiptoeing, as always, for fear of waking him up.
But this time, Zi'an didn't just glance at him and turn away. Instead, he lit an oil lamp and sat down quietly beside the bed.
He couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore and opened his eyes.
The light from the oil lamp was very dim, and the wick flickered with a tiny flame, making her face look gloomy and uncertain.
"Why are you here? Aren't you seeing patients tonight?" Chu Jing asked.
Zi'an took out the needle bag from his sleeve pocket and said, "I'm here, I just came back from a consultation. I didn't give you acupuncture yesterday, so I came here while I remembered."
"Acupuncture? We'll talk about it tomorrow."
"No, I have a lot of things to do tomorrow and I'm afraid I won't remember." Zi'an left her medicine box at Li's house, but she had a spare set in her sleeve pocket, which she carried with her no matter what clothes she changed into.
The slender needle shone coldly in the light. Chu Jing looked at her and always felt that she was a little different. However, her brows were still as gentle and soft as ever, with no substantial changes.
He asked tentatively, "You remember the man who came during the day, right?"
"Remember, Hutou's father." Zi'an said, with no emotion in his eyes.
"Are you happy that he is not dead?" Chu Jing asked again.
"He is Hu Tou's father after all, how can I be unhappy?" Zi'an raised his head, "Why do you ask?"
Chu Jing shook his head. "Nothing. I just think you've had a hard time taking care of Hutou these past two years. You also have to take care of my useless father. Hutou is a troublesome kid who always runs away. You've worked hard. Sometimes I really think it would be better if I died so I wouldn't be a burden to you."
"You can't die!" Zi'an said slowly, turning his body over and inserting needles into his spine.
There are several major acupoints on the spine, all the way to the cervical vertebrae, and then from Baihui to Tianzhu and then down to Jianjing.
"Are the acupuncture points this time different from before?" Chu Jing asked.
"It's different." Zi'an slowly turned his body back, "Lie down, it will be fine soon."
The last shot was given at the hearing aid next to the ear.
After about a cup of tea, Chu Jing found something wrong. He couldn't move his body, not even his head. It was as if some force was forcibly controlling all the muscles in his body.
"How could this happen?" he asked in shock and anger.
Zi'an stared at him, his dark eyes flashing coldly like will-o'-the-wisp.
"Yes, you can't move except talking." Zi'an stood up slowly and put away the needle. "Chu Jing, I will play with you slowly."
Chu Jing looked at her in shock, "You... you remember?"
"Yes, thanks to my visit tonight, I remember that I gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. I also remember that when I woke up, I saw your mouth full of blood and Tiger Head's broken leg. There were wolves in Langshan, and you abandoned my daughter, causing her to die in the wolf's belly when she was just born."
Zi'an spoke slowly and didn't seem to be very sad. If you didn't see the bloodshot in her eyes, you would think she didn't care at all about her daughter being abandoned.
"So, the suffering she and Hu Tou have endured, I will inflict upon you a thousand times, and make you pay it back bit by bit."
"You..." Chu Jing hadn't finished speaking yet, Zi'an had one last needle to seal his mute point.
"I will help you untie the knot only when I want to hear you scream, so just keep all your bad words to yourself." Zi'an stood up slowly, her smooth hair sliding down from her shoulders, covering half of her face. Like a ghost, she blew out the light and went out.
Back in the room, Zi'an sat quietly in front of the mirror. She looked at her face. When the children were born, she took a quick look at them. She remembered that the girl looked very much like her.
I reached out and gently stroked this face. My daughter, when mom has avenged you, I will go down to find you. I can't leave you alone. Your brother has a father now. I just want to hug you. You have been in my belly for nine months. I am looking forward to seeing you. I want to see you, touch your face, and hug you.
"What's wrong?" Murong Jie felt that she was getting more and more weird. Her face looked like she was crying, but there were no tears in her eyes.
"No, I just can't remember what happened in the past and I feel unhappy." Zi'an said.
"If you can't remember, don't think about it." Murong Jie said distressedly. He was really afraid that she would remember it. If the spell was not broken, he was afraid that the spell would take effect.
"Rouyao told me before that you were infected with the same fate Gu. Can you tell me why you were fine later?" Zi'an asked.
"Rouyao told you?" Murong Jie was slightly stunned. This Rouyao was really impatient. What would he do if his memory was really touched
"She mentioned it briefly, but Qin Zhou didn't allow her to say it." Zi'an looked back at him, then stretched out his hand and swept his eyebrows, "I want to know."
Murong Jie sat beside her, was silent for a while, and said: "It's nothing, I did a marrow cleansing, and after the marrow cleansing, the poison was contained, and then the antidote was developed, and I got better."
Marrow washing!
Zi'an's heart ached again. As a doctor, she knew very well how painful marrow washing was.
Doctor Wen Yi's notes all record that the pain of bone cutting and blood transfusion is something even the top experts may not be able to endure.
Feeling her fingertips tremble slightly, Murong Jie said lightly: "Marrow cleansing is not difficult, what is difficult is the days without you."
Zian changed the subject, "Do you like tiger heads?"
"Yes, my son, of course I do."
It’s a pity that you don’t know that you have a daughter. You once said that you hoped to have a son because a son would be stronger than a daughter and you were afraid that your daughter would get hurt, but you loved your daughter more.
I can't let you know what Chu Jing did. I can't let you know that you lost your daughter. I will take revenge for you.
She had to work very hard to divert this pain.
"Tiger Head will have a father from now on."
"Yes, he has a father and a mother." Murong Jie said.
But our daughter is now all alone.
"By the way, I'm taking... my father out tomorrow."
"Where are you going? I'll go with you!"
"No, at this time of year, he has to go to pay respect to someone and no one is allowed to interfere. You don't have to go. Just help me watch over Tiger Head."
"Who are you worshipping?" Murong Jie didn't want her to go out alone with Chu Jing, and he was even more worried.
"Don't worry, he's an old friend of his. It's not far away. I can visit him every year." Zi'an comforted him.
Murong Jie thought that Chu Jing still had to rely on her to survive. If something happened to her, he knew what would happen to him. Besides, a disabled person couldn't do anything, so he said, "Well, be careful."
"good!"
Seeing that Zi'an always kept a distance from him, Murong Jie knew that he couldn't force it. With hard work, everything would be fine.
The next morning, Zi'an asked someone to bring a sedan chair and put Chu Jing on it.
"Don't worry, we'll be there soon." Zi'an said gently to Chu Jing under Murong Jie's gaze.
Chu Jing could only stare with his eyes, but this stare did not have any momentum at all, because all the strength he could mobilize was only used to maintain breathing.
(End of this chapter)