In the hospital ward, An Moxue woke up early in the morning with a face that looked even more purplish. The swelling had subsided somewhat, but it looked more serious and frightening. Although the injury still hurt, it was much better; at least she no longer had to shuffle around to walk.

I didn't sleep well last night, so I look listless and have no energy.

Last night, the ward was filled with people snoring, grinding their teeth, farting, and talking in their sleep—it had everything. An Moxue was completely exasperated. What kind of torture was this? It was a bloodless victory!

The patient's family member is something else. You get up at 4 a.m. to be admitted to the hospital? What's the point of that? You get up, and then you make a racket, with all sorts of noise, waking up everyone in the room. That's quite something, with amazing influence.

An Moxue couldn't fall back asleep after being woken up. She lay in bed, not wanting to move, closing her eyes and concentrating, enjoying the noisy atmosphere of the ward. She felt that although these people were poor and sick, their positive attitude towards life made her yearn for them—hard work, resilience, and optimism.

Even when the doctor came for rounds, she was still experiencing dizziness, nausea, chest pain, and stomach pain—basically, she wasn't feeling well. The doctor gave her the usual instructions.

After the doctor finished his rounds, An Moxue left the ward to go eat. She wanted to greet Wang, the police officer who was on duty yesterday, but when she saw that he was a police officer she didn't recognize, she had no choice but to turn around and go to the canteen to eat the patient's meal—millet porridge, steamed buns, eggs, and pickled vegetables.

When they returned to the ward after dinner, they found Old Ma, Aunt Ma, and Aunt Guo already sitting on An Moxue's bed.

Aunt Ma and Aunt Guo were talking quietly, with clothes and supplies for An Moxue placed beside them.

Upon seeing them, An Moxue's eyes involuntarily reddened. She rubbed her eyes hard to hide her discomfort before going inside.

An Moxue was spotted by three people as soon as she entered. Old Ma was alright, but the two aunties immediately got up to greet her, their eyes filled with heartache, muttering, "How could it be so serious! That wicked person who's been plagued by illness." "That wicked person who won't get away with this!"

The two people each held one of An Moxue's hands and carefully examined her, afraid of hurting her. "Moxue, you must have suffered so much."

Seeing that the three people had arrived so early, and wondering if they had eaten, An Moxue was about to go buy some food when Aunt Ma and Aunt Guo stopped her, saying they had already eaten. An Moxue asked Old Ma, "Uncle Ma, have you eaten?"

"Have you eaten? How are you today? Are you feeling better?" Old Ma said, noticing the two women looking at her with concern, waiting for her answer.

An Moxue answered under the eager gazes of the three people, "Much better, the swelling has gone down a lot, and it doesn't hurt as much as yesterday. What brings you two aunties here?"

Aunt Guo spoke first: "We heard you were hospitalized, and we were worried about not coming to see you. Your uncle and the others are all grown men, and they are careless."

"Don't worry, ladies. I'll be fine after a few days in the hospital. It's just a superficial injury that looks scary, but it's nothing serious." As they spoke, the group arrived at An Moxue's bedside.

An Moxue pressed the two men down onto the hospital bed. Seeing An Moxue's injuries, the two men dared not object and had no choice but to sit down. They even pulled An Moxue to sit between them, forcing Old Ma to stand up, which made An Moxue giggle.

Old Ma rolled his eyes at her but dared not refute, only saying confidently, "Women hold up half the sky. I can't afford to offend them. You are all bosses."

An Moxue could only try to appease him, "Uncle Ma, don't be angry. I'll treat you to lunch at a restaurant."

Old Ma retorted, "Come on! You should keep that little bit of money for your medical bills! You three stay here, I'm going to the station to see how things are going."

“Uncle Ma, those three are staying in a separate room next door. Go and mention my compensation to the director. I'm afraid if we drag this out, their families might try to renege on their debts by saying they have no money. We need to get the money first; otherwise, no one will think well of me. I need medical expenses, lost wages, nutritional expenses, and compensation for emotional distress. I need 200 yuan per person for all four of them, and it can't be less than 100 yuan per person. Or I can write a note for you to take to Director Li. Wait a moment, I'll go get some paper and a pen from the nurse.” With that, An Moxue left the ward.

The other people in the room remained silent or spoke in hushed tones after Old Ma and his two companions entered, all eagerly listening to An Moxue's gossip.

As soon as An Moxueren left, the ward erupted in chaos. An older woman was the first to speak: "Girls, wasn't your daughter being abused at home? Yesterday we all thought she was beaten by her family, and no one dared to ask, for fear of upsetting her."

Aunt Guo replied, "Sister, let me tell you, those wicked people! This child is an educated youth who was sent to the countryside during the Cultural Revolution. His parents have both died, and he was targeted by bad guys. That's why he escaped because he knows some martial arts. Those three people are in our hospital now, being watched by the police. One of them even escaped. They shouldn't have been treated."

"Oh! Is that so? No wonder." "They didn't even spare teenagers. They won't get away with it." "I know that, they're just one room away from us." "That's exactly what we should do." "Good for them."... Everyone in the ward was chattering away. When An Moxue returned, the room sounded like dozens of ducks quacking noisily.

She was quiet for a moment, and everyone looked at her with pity and love, before the discussion became even more heated.

Some people left the house to continue gossiping, while An Moxue handed the text message she had written to Old Ma, who then left the hospital with her letter.

In the hospital, An Moxue was lying in bed receiving an injection when several people came in to check on her and comfort her: "Girl, don't be afraid. Although your parents sacrificed their lives, we ordinary people can't let soldiers bleed and cry. Wait here, we aunties will help you get justice."

Then the group rushed away, leaving only a shout in the corridor: "Comrades, listen to me, let's split into two groups, one to the Public Security Bureau and the other to the hospital director. Let's not cause trouble, let's talk facts and reason things out, okay?"

"Okay." The voices were clear and loud.

Aunt Guo and Aunt Ma went inside and spoke with An Moxue. Aunt Ma and a group of people went to find the dean, while Aunt Guo and another group went to the police station.

An Moxue was completely confused. What was going on? What were they trying to do?

Unfortunately, no one answered her question; all that could be heard was the sound of footsteps leaving, and then everything returned to normal.

An Moxue continued to receive the injection and became drowsy.

In the hospital director's office, several elderly women politely stated their demands: that the three people being held by the police should no longer receive treatment, that their medication should be stopped immediately, and that this was the voice of the people. They added that if the director didn't believe them, he could go and visit the people outside right now.

Under pressure, the hospital director had no choice but to go. As a result, not only the general public, but also some doctors and nurses in the hospital said that such a person did not deserve good treatment. At the request of the general public, the director stopped the medication, which immediately caused a burst of cheers.