Chapter 509 Three Steps, One Bow, Prayer

Fu Jinyan helped Huo Yanmo sit down on a chair to the side, his eyes also slightly red.

"Niannian will get better," Fu Jinyan said softly. "She's been through so much, she'll definitely pull through this time too!"

But even though he said that, he didn't have much confidence.

“Well, it’s already evening. I’ll go to the temple on the mountaintop to the east first thing tomorrow morning to pray for Niannian. I go there often, and it’s very effective. Niannian will definitely be alright!” Fu Jinyan said.

Huo Yanmo looked at the trees outside the window that were constantly being blown by the wind.

"Is it very effective?" he asked.

Fu Jinyan nodded and said, "Sincerity is key."

"Sincerity brings results..." Huo Yanmo softly repeated Fu Jinyan's words.

He looked away and glanced once more at Shi Nian's emergency room.

Fu Jinyan received a phone call, so he went to the side to make the call.

Only Huo Yanmo remained here.

Huo Yanmo stared at the closed door of the emergency room, his eyes filled with sorrow.

A moment later, Fu Jinyan hung up the phone and returned, only to find that Huo Yanmo, who had just been sitting in the chair, was gone.

"Brother Mo?" Fu Jinyan looked around and then asked the caregiver if they had seen him.

The caregiver looked puzzled: "Wasn't Mr. Huo with you just now?"

Fu Jinyan called Huo Yanmo, but no one answered.

Fu Jinyan also went to Sisi's ward to check, but there was no trace of Huo Yanmo there.

"Where did Brother Mo go?" Fu Jinyan asked anxiously. "It's only been a few days, and his injuries haven't healed yet!"

Fu Jinyan immediately called Huo Zhiyao and Huo Junhui.

But they still haven't found the person.

...

The mountain to the east of City A is the highest mountain in the entire city, and many people like to come here to watch the sunrise.

There is also a temple located here, so some enthusiasts go up the mountain in the early morning.

But they found that things are different today.

When we reached the halfway point of the mountain, we saw a person wearing a hospital gown climbing the mountain ahead of us.

The two exchanged a glance, then saw the others, who all waved to them.

They went over immediately.

"What's going on?" one of them asked in a low voice.

“They kneel down every three steps,” another person replied. “I don’t know what they’re asking for.”

The man who had just been standing there stared wide-eyed at the man in the hospital gown whose face was obscured.

All I saw was him stepping onto the steps and then kneeling down.

His hospital gown was worn out, and his knees were bleeding, but he continued.

The man looked back at the long flight of stairs.

Level after level, seemingly without end, and this is only halfway through.

She covered her mouth in surprise and exclaimed, "You knelt down like that?"

The other person nodded, then took out their phone and handed it to him.

"It's all over the group chat, everyone who came here saw him."

"My God, it must take several hours at this point, with thousands of steps from the foot of the mountain to the top!"

"Yes, I don't know who it is."

Everyone shook their heads.

It was very dark, and no one dared to get close. Everyone kept their distance and didn't dare to take pictures.

It started to drizzle at some point.

Several hikers grumbled about the inaccurate weather forecast and went to take shelter from the rain.

But the man in the hospital gown remained unmoved, ignoring the fact that he was soaked to the bone, and continued to climb step by step.

My joints hurt a lot, and my legs hurt a lot too.

It was cold when the raindrops hit my skin.

But Huo Yanmo still didn't stop.

Sincerity brings results.

He hoped that his beloved would get better.

[God, if you can hear me, please grant my wish and save my wife. I am willing to give anything in return.]

The rain was getting heavier.

It was so dense that you could hardly see anyone.

But Huo Yanmo still climbed up step by step.

With each step he takes, he recalls the beautiful memories of spending time with Shi Nian over the past few days.

They went on a date together.

I played the piano with Sisi.

The two planned many things together, completed them one by one, and would smile at each other afterward.

He gave her many surprises and loved seeing the surprised smile on her face.

She always loved the little cakes he brought her, and she would eat them until her cheeks were bulging out, which was very cute.

He liked to feed her because she was so thin.

And her many transformations.

At first, she only had a slight liking for him, but gradually, they became more and more familiar with each other.

He still remembers the day she started calling him Momo.

They had tears in their eyes, but they were happy.

They even pinched each other's noses to have a breath-holding contest.

They ended up laughing so hard they collapsed on the sofa.

And their wedding.

God knows how nervous he was when he saw her walking towards him in her wedding dress.

She was so beautiful, she was as beautiful as a princess, so beautiful that he dared not defile her.

Thinking back on these things now, it feels like they happened a very, very long time ago.

But it was only a few days ago...

Huo Yanmo walked up step by step, kneeling every three steps.

The rain was heavy, and his tears were mixed with the rain, making them difficult to see.

They had clearly promised to be together for life.

No one can break their promise.

With a sharp pain in his heart, Huo Yanmo could barely stand.

He opened his eyes and looked at the sky gradually brightening and the temple high above.

"Please..." his voice was hoarse, "Save her..."

...

[On the eastern mountain, there are believers who prostrate themselves every three steps, and they do not leave even when it rains.]

The news initially circulated within enthusiast groups, and soon after, it also began spreading online.

Everyone was curious and planned to go and see for themselves when it got light.

At that moment, Fu Jinyan was startled when he saw this message.

“I think I know where Brother Mo is…” Fu Jinyan said, her eyes red.

The car drove all the way to the foot of the mountain to the east.

The group quickly went uphill.

The rain has stopped, and it's already daylight.

At this moment, Huo Yanmo had already climbed the last step.

The physical pain made it almost impossible for him to continue.

But he still took two steps forward and knelt down.

"Please..."

Before his voice had even faded, the temple doors opened.

The sunlight slanted down, and Huo Yanmo slowly straightened up and looked ahead. He seemed to see a bright golden light behind the layers of doors.

"Brother Mo!"

"My God, I saw someone online climbing Dongshan Mountain at night, kneeling and prostrating every three steps, and I knew it was you! Your injury hasn't healed yet..."

Fu Jinyan immediately tried to help Huo Yanmo up, but Huo Yanmo simply pushed him away and shook his head.

He continued forward, ever onward.

"Brother Mo!" Fu Jinyan didn't know what to do.

The person who came with him grabbed him: "He won't stop."

"Oh dear!" Fu Jinyan stamped his foot in frustration. "It's all my fault! I was the one who told him last night that this place was very effective!"

Fu Jinyan looked back and saw that from here down the mountain, there were stone steps that seemed to have no end.

He felt extremely guilty.