Happy times are always fleeting; time slips away unnoticed.
An afternoon flew by while I was acting silly and playing the victim.
Are you all the kind of people who are prone to melancholy and sentimentality? If it weren't for this incident, I really would have been gone.
None of them felt depressed, so I, a critically injured soldier on the verge of death, had to be the one to comfort them.
However, there were also benefits; this incident severely damaged the self-esteem of my heroic spirits.
Regardless of their feelings for me, there's one thing: when things happen, they can't help at all.
For these privileged individuals, this is simply intolerable.
Actually, I feel the same way. I also can't stand being powerless when things happen.
This has always been my motivation to work hard and become stronger.
I don't have any grand ambitions; I don't care about world peace.
I just want to be able to solve problems when they arise. Now that I have the opportunity to become stronger, I can't afford to slack off.
I didn't introduce Jiu Yuan to Jiu Ming; I simply arranged for Jiu Yuan to go back and continue his cultivation.
I made her one of my trump cards. In the end, Aizen took Gojo and sent me to the hospital.
After everything was arranged, they ran off in a flash, but before leaving, they called the driver to tell him where I was.
My master and his wife rushed to the hospital as soon as they received the call, and they didn't hear from me for several days.
The master appeared calm on the surface, but he was actually extremely anxious behind the scenes. Fortunately, his wife was there to comfort him.
They didn't dare tell my parents; they just told them I was in seclusion with them and couldn't go back for the time being.
Sister Wang also came with the master. These past few days have been agonizing for her, because I've become an indispensable part of her life.
She was the kind of old-fashioned woman who, although very strong, could single-handedly support her younger siblings and children.
However, once she has a man, she still prioritizes her own man.
There's no romantic love between us, but it's slowly become a habit; we're like family now.
Once I made the choice, I accepted my fate, and all I could do was not let her down.
Since I disappeared, Sister Wang hasn't shed a single tear; she's just quietly taken care of her master, mistress, and younger sister.
He would secretly drift off into thought alone late at night, a fact that his master and mistress noticed.
I could only keep it to myself. Sister Wang was young, but she was so sensible that it broke my heart.
Finally, there was news! Everyone rushed to the hospital. My younger sister couldn't hold back her tears and cried all the way there.
Because she knew I must be seriously injured, otherwise I wouldn't be hospitalized.
Because I always say, "Major illnesses are incurable, minor illnesses don't need treatment," I won't be hospitalized unless it's extremely serious.
The drivers were very fast, and they arrived at the hospital in no time. Everyone then went to my ward.
Before me lay myself, wrapped up like a mummy, yet I was still in good spirits.
Before they came in, I was teasing the nurse, asking her to separate my fingers and not wrap them up like a swab.
While I was idly chatting, my younger sister suddenly pounced on me and pinned me to the bed. I screamed in pain.
But the more I called to her, the tighter she hugged me. In the end, it was Sister Wang who noticed that blood was seeping through the bandages on my body.
I quickly pulled my younger sister away, and lay weakly on the bed.
He jokingly said to the nurse, "I'm so sorry, miss, I've made you work for nothing. Please change my bandages quickly."
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