Upon hearing this, Jin Lingyun's tears froze in her eyes. Shock and hope intertwined into a fine web of emotions, tightly binding her. The voice in her ears seemed like a dream, unbelievable.
He was ambushed from behind by a fifth-rank martial artist, yet he suffered no harm whatsoever. How could such a miraculous sight not leave one in awe?
Her gaze locked onto Wu Tian's eyes, which shone brightly, brimming with indomitable strength, silently proclaiming his composure.
Her heart was surging with emotion, and she secretly rejoiced: "My junior brother is indeed invincible."
Having witnessed Wu Tian easily kill a sixth-rank martial artist, it was natural that he could handle the sneak attack from Jin Shiyi, a fifth-rank martial artist, with ease and was not injured at all.
What's even more astonishing is that Wu Tian saw right through her feigning madness.
She boasted that her feigned madness was flawless, so much so that even renowned doctors could not distinguish between the real and fake symptoms and were helpless against them.
Just then, a sly smile appeared on Wu Tian's lips, but in an instant, his eyes dimmed like falling stars, revealing his weakness.
Jin Lingyun understood perfectly; this play needed to continue its tragic melody.
In an instant, she cried out in anguish, "Junior brother, no! Don't leave me! How can I live without you?"
Its sound was mournful, like a cuckoo weeping blood, and all who heard it were heartbroken. A sense of sorrow permeated the Jinling Garden.
However, amidst this somber atmosphere, Liu Caidie smiled and, seeing Jin Lingyun's heartbroken state, said crisply, "Look, Miss Jin has come to know Wu Tian. Her tears reveal true feelings, which is a sign of recovery."
"well--"
Upon hearing this, everyone sighed, their expressions growing even more solemn.
A doctor with a benevolent heart may have saved a life, but Jin Lingyun may be swallowed by the abyss of despair for the rest of her life, unable to extricate herself. Moreover, she sacrificed the life of another. In this situation, what joy is there?
Sensing the subtle shift in the emotions around her, Liu Caidie frowned slightly, her tone turning cold: "Everyone, why is this? Miss Jin has recovered, and my grandfather's medical skills have been proven. Shouldn't we be happy?"
Before she could finish speaking, Liu Erhe interrupted in a deep voice: "Cai Die, shut up!"
He knew that although his medical skills had been proven, his dark side might be an indelible stain on his life.
A life was lost because of me; this responsibility is as heavy as a mountain and cannot be escaped.
Liu Caidie paused slightly, looking at her grandfather's face, which was marked by the passage of time, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.
She knew she had been blinded by victory, and that it was indeed inappropriate to act while Jin Lingyun was still emotionally unstable and Wu Tian's fate was unknown.
However, she stubbornly believed that Wu Tian's fate had nothing to do with Liu Erhe; it was Wu Tian's own fault. If he hadn't harmed Jin Lingyun, Jin Shiyi wouldn't have killed him.
Even if we were to find a culprit, it would be Jin Shiyi.
More importantly, Jin Lingyun has now fully recovered, and she has achieved a complete victory.
At that moment, Jin Lingyun suddenly burst into a near-manic laugh, each word ringing out: "Junior brother, since you are already dead, I cannot live on alone. Wait for me..."
Before she finished speaking, she sprang up and charged straight at the sturdy pillars of the adjacent corridor, determined to end it all.
Upon seeing this, Jin Shiyi was shocked. In an instant, he moved like the wind and stood in front of Jin Lingyun, pulling her tightly into his arms. He said gently but firmly, "Lingyun, Wu Tian deserved to die. Don't be too sad."
Jin Lingyun slowly raised her eyes, her former tenderness gone, replaced only by a mixture of defiance and anger.
She spoke each word slowly and deliberately, her resolve as firm as iron: "You killed my beloved, and I should avenge him, but you are my grandfather, we are blood relatives, I cannot do that, what am I supposed to do?"
His words were filled with profound despair, as if the whole world was shrouded in gloom.
Jin Shiyi stared at her, a fear surging within him unlike any he had ever felt before.
My previous worries about her rebelliousness and uselessness have now turned into fear of losing her.
The cause he planted with his own hands has yielded an irreversible result, and self-blame overwhelms him like a tidal wave.
If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have used Liu Erhe's stimulation therapy.
Or perhaps, he shouldn't have let Jin Lingyun marry Ye Chuan.
Regret was like a knife, and he whispered with deep affection and pain: "Lingyun, Grandpa was wrong. Please don't let this pain continue, and don't let Grandpa's heart suffer any more."
Seeing his reaction, Jin Lingyun's heart stirred slightly. A glance swept over Wu Tian amidst the rubble, and she hardened her resolve. This charade had to continue until the very end. With victory looming ahead, she could not afford the slightest slackening.
She gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with endless ashes, her despair like a song: "Now that he's gone, I have no reason to live anymore. Life is nothing but torture for me... Haha... Haha..."
Her laughter faded away, turning into a long, lingering whisper, like a lone wind dancing in the wilderness, carrying a touch of loneliness and remoteness, making one involuntarily intoxicated by that tranquil sorrow.
Suddenly, laughter erupted again, like the clash of metal, powerful and resounding. "Haha, my junior brother is invincible... You petty scoundrels, don't be so arrogant. When he rides on a magnificent seven-colored cloud, he will surely be there to greet me."
After speaking, she stretched out her body like a swallow returning to its nest, lightly leaping to the top of the corridor, running freely, leaving behind a string of joyful footprints and laughter.
Seeing this, Yin Jing was filled with worry and called out urgently, "Yun'er, slow down, don't hurt yourself..."
She turned to look at Jin Shiyi, her eyes filled with confusion and pain: "Dad, didn't you say Yun'er would be completely over it? Why isn't she getting better now? In fact, she's gotten even worse."
Jin Shiyi frowned, his expression hardening before he spoke. His gaze was sharp and fixed on Liu Erhe, who stood silently outside the courtyard. His voice was heavy and forceful: "Dr. Liu, shouldn't you explain yourself?"
All eyes converged, creating an invisible pressure that enveloped Liu Erhe.
Who could have predicted that this would not only fail to save Jin Lingyun, but would also cost Wu Tian his life?
Liu Erhe looked embarrassed and stammered for a long time, unable to speak.
At this moment, Liu Caidie's voice, clear and cold as autumn water, firm as a rock, pierced through the heavy atmosphere: "How can this be blamed on my grandfather? We agreed to put on a show, but Old Jin had murderous intent towards Wu Tian."
Every word was like a sharp blade, precisely dissecting the thoughts of everyone present and forcing them to re-examine this sudden storm.
Upon hearing this, Jin Shiyi's expression shifted between light and dark. Finally, he coldly retorted, his aura surging forth, "Even if I impulsively killed someone, it was for the sake of making the performance more realistic. Now that Lingyun's condition has not improved, isn't that the doctor's responsibility?"
Liu Caidie wanted to argue but was speechless, overwhelmed by Jin Shiyi's irresistible aura, and could only remain silent.
Liu Erhe took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and stepped forward. His voice was filled with indescribable bitterness: "This matter is indeed my fault. I did not expect that Miss Jin's feelings for Wu Tianzhi were so deep, so that she would suffer as a result and be plunged into grief."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than another voice of doubt, like the morning bell and evening drum, rang out: "Does this mean that Doctor Liu's treatment has failed?"
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