Two months later, Bai Yu stood in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, smiling brightly and holding two red books carefully in his hands.

Mulian stood beside Baiyu and teased him, "Are you so happy?"

Bai Yu smiled like a fool, "Happy, we are related now."

Just then, the director called, and Mulian's mood plummeted in an instant.

Bai Yu transferred 46,000 yuan to the medical department.

Mulian looked at Baiyu, puzzled. How did he make so much money?

Bai Yu is married now, and he handed the bank card to Mu Lian with an embarrassed look on his face, "Sorry, I haven't given you the card yet, so I'll transfer the money first."

Mulian crossed her arms over her chest, a scrutinizing look on her face. "What's going on?"

The wife of an emergency room patient sued the hospital, demanding 82,000 yuan in compensation. The hospital was to cover 20% and the department 80%. However, the department was only willing to cover 30%, leaving the patient with 70%.

A doctor can lose everything if he gets involved in a lawsuit.

After Mulian understood, she took Baiyu's hand and smiled at each other, "It's okay, your wife has money, you can do whatever you want."

Bai Yu pinched Mulian's cheek in dissatisfaction and said in a competitive tone, "Your husband is very rich, so he can spend it as he pleases."

The two of them walked forward, talking and laughing.

Dabing's condition was sometimes good and sometimes bad afterwards. Her boyfriend took this opportunity to break up with her. Dabing suddenly lost her temper and was forced to stay in a mental hospital for half a month. After her condition stabilized, her family took her back.

In the dark room, Dabing closed the window tightly, squatted in the corner, hugged his knees with his hands and buried his face.

Mulian came to the pancake house with a bag of fruit and a box of biscuits, as if she was familiar with the place.

When Dabing's mother saw Mulian, tears welled up in her eyes. "You're here, so why do you always bring food?"

Mulian changed her shoes at the entrance, then walked to Dabing's room with ease. As she walked, she said to Dabing's mother, "Today is different. I got the marriage certificate."

"Get a certificate?"

Mulian nodded and smiled, "Marriage certificate. I'm thinking of asking Dabing to be the bridesmaid."

Bai Yu was worried about the patient, so he went back to the ward to take a look. Mu Lian didn't want to wait, so she came first.

Pancake's mother turned her back and wiped away the tears from her eyes. She couldn't let such a good day bring bad luck. She smiled and said, "I'll go wash the fruit for you."

Mulian pushed open Dabing's door, walked to the window as usual, opened the curtains and opened the window.

Dabing's room no longer looks like the boudoir it once was, with its carefully decorated tables, chairs, carpets, etc. Now there is only a bed. The window that one could originally lean out of has been welded with wires. The entire room is devoid of any decorations and looks so empty.

The only thing that made the room look strange was a plate of cherry tomatoes, which Dabing loved to eat, placed on the floor.

Dabing squatted in the corner, motionless.

Mulian walked over, squatted beside Dabing, touched Dabing's head, and said, "Let yourself go."

Suddenly, the hand above her head startled her, forcing Dabing to open her eyes, and the dazzling sunlight forced her to squint.

It has been so long since I drew the curtains that my eyes can’t adapt to the sunlight!

Mulian took Dabing's hand, took out a piece of wedding candy from her pocket, and said with a smile, "I'm getting married, and you are my bridesmaid."

"don't want."

Dabing was stunned for a moment and immediately refused, fearing that he would suddenly fall ill on such an important day and embarrass Mulian.

Mulian looked at Dabing with gentle eyes, "Dabing, please let me go, okay?"

Dabing smiled bitterly, but she couldn't hide it in the end. She found out that after Li was sent there that day, he never recovered from his critical condition. She had killed two lives, so how could she let herself go?

Mulian looked at Dabing, who was grinning bitterly, and said to herself, "You know other people commit suicide by cutting their wrists, but every year we have medical students slitting their throats, and they all get suppressed. They're just too responsible, and in the end, it's their own families who suffer."

Dabing's mother came in with a plate of fruit platter. When she saw Dabing sitting in the corner again, she couldn't hide the heartache in her eyes. Her daughter used to be lively and cute, and she was getting more and more mischievous every day, always trying to find ways to buy food with money. She was not as dull as she is now.

As soon as Dabing saw his mother come in, he subconsciously curled up his body and buried his face in his clothes. In the end, he brought shame to his family.

Da Bing's mother placed the fruit plate beside the two of them, looking at Da Bing with reluctance, unwilling to leave. "You two guys chat first. What does Lian Lian like to eat? I'll go buy some groceries."

Mulian smiled and said, "Auntie's cooking is the best. I really envy Dabing for being able to eat so many delicious foods every day without gaining weight."

"You are welcome to come often. Just tell me what you want to eat. If I don't know how to eat it, I will learn it."

Dabing's mother stood there, looking at the increasingly thin Dabing with greedy eyes. Every time she came in, she was afraid of irritating Dabing when she saw Dabing's eyes of resistance, so she could only squat at the door, sticking to the door and listening to the movements inside, fearing that Dabing would be unable to get over it.

Dabing buried her head in her knees like an ostrich. She felt guilty towards Xinxin and her daughter, as well as towards her own family. Because of her, her mother had to quit her job and come back to take care of her, leaving her father as the only one working at home.

Mulian nodded and said, "Auntie, that's so nice. Can you let me talk to Dabing?"

Pancake's mother backed away, looking bewildered. "Oh, okay," she said as she retreated. "I'm going to go buy groceries. You guys chat first."

Da Bing’s mother closed the door reluctantly.

Dabing hugged his knees and buried his head, "I won't die."

Mulian touched Dabing's head and smiled, "Dabing, life moves forward. Go say your final goodbyes to Xinxin."

Dabing knew that Mulian and Baiyu later buried Xinxin and Li Nan together in the Four Seasons Cemetery. However, she never dared to go and take a look. She couldn't believe that Xinxin and Li Nan died like that. As long as she couldn't see it, at least she could deceive herself.

"I am guilty."

Mulian touched Dabing's head and said, "You are guilty, so go and atone for your sins."

Da Bing looked up at Mu Lian with a bewildered expression, "But they're already dead. I don't know how to atone for my sins."

"You work hard to earn money and give your parents a comfortable old age. If you have the energy and time, you can also help many single-parent families like Xinxin, helping mothers find jobs, children get settled and go to school, or find a good partner and start a new family, so that they can live happily ever after."

Dabing stood up and looked down at Mulian who was sitting on the floor. "You are right. Take me with you. I want to be ashamed of myself in front of them."

Dabing lowered his head, his hands and feet were obviously free, but for a moment, he seemed to see a sinner wearing heavy shackles and bracelets, dragging his heavy steps.

Mulian brought Dabing to the cemetery of Xinxin and Li Nan.

Dabing held a bouquet of carnations in his hands and knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his eyes like a torrent of water.

"I'm going to go shopping."

Mulian found an excuse and stood behind the tree looking at Dabing, feeling very worried.

After that day, Dabing changed completely. He joined the Mulian Nail Art business and studied nail art whenever he had time. He worked overtime all day long and had the same dark circles under his eyes as Baiyu. Dabing's mother felt heartbroken and worried that Dabing would be depressed.

More than ten years later, after settling her family, Dabing, who was in her forties, embarked on the journey of teaching in remote areas.

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