Shi Heng picked up the car keys and planned to go out to visit his mother.
He rarely lives in this house now, and spends most of his time living in a villa in the suburbs with his mother.
Shi Heng drove to Jinggui Hua Ting.
Jinggui Hua Ting is the premier luxury residential area in Yuncheng, with only ten villas.
People who live in villas are either extremely powerful or extremely rich.
The privacy and security systems of the villa complex are top-notch.
Shi Heng's car was parked in front of a villa at the deepest part.
This villa is the most expensive one in Jinggui Hua Ting.
There is a natural lake in front of the villa, surrounded by green trees, which is a natural oxygen bar.
Shi Heng walked into the hall, and Mrs. Lin came out immediately after hearing the door open.
A look of joy appeared on her face, "Master Heng, you're back."
Mrs. Lin is the daughter of the old housekeeper in her mother's family. She grew up with her mother and they are like sisters.
After Lin Sao's husband passed away, she has been staying with her mother.
After his mother fell ill, he stayed by her side and took good care of her.
My mother likes quietness. Except for the hourly cleaner who comes to clean at a fixed time every week, on weekdays, there are only Mrs. Lin and the three of them, mother and son, in this villa.
"Mrs. Lin, how is my mother today?" Shi Heng asked with concern.
"Still the same as always?" Mrs. Lin's face was filled with worry. "No words, just sitting there in a daze."
"I'm going to see my mom."
"My wife is in the back garden."
Shi Heng stepped into the back garden and stopped. The scene before him made his heart tighten.
It is early autumn, and flowers of various colors are blooming in the garden, exuding fragrance, and bees and butterflies are flying and playing among the flowers.
It's full of vitality.
However, among these colorful flowers, there is a lonely figure that stands out.
A middle-aged woman in a lake green dress, her hair elegantly tied up, sat alone on a wooden chair, staring blankly ahead.
Every time Shi Heng saw his mother like this, his heart ached a little more.
His mother was Tao Nianwan, the daughter of the Tao family, who was once famous throughout the Beijing circle.
Back then, her stunning beauty and extraordinary talent created countless waves in the fashion industry.
Her beauty was like the most gorgeous flower in spring, attracting young men from aristocratic families to come here in droves, just to catch a glimpse of her and to win her favor.
Not only is she stunningly beautiful, she also demonstrates extraordinary talent in fashion design.
With unique aesthetics and keen fashion sense, he designs stunning pieces one after another.
She is a famous fashion designer and her name is well-known in the fashion circle.
Her works are like bright pearls, inlaid in the sky of the fashion industry, shining with unique light.
Her talent and beauty complemented each other and made her an undisputed fashion icon of that era.
But now, my mother has isolated herself from the world due to depression. She no longer communicates with others and rarely appears in public.
Shi Heng suppressed the pain in his heart, and his face returned to its former gentle and jade-like appearance.
He walked to the stone bench opposite his mother, sat down, and spoke gently.
"Mom, Ah Heng is here to see you. The dress you are wearing today is so beautiful."
Tao Nianwan's body trembled slightly, and he looked down at his son.
"Ah Heng..."
She muttered to herself, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, as if she was wondering who Ah Heng was?
Shi Heng looked at his mother's face. The pustules on that half of her face were oozing a strange blue-black color.
It is in stark contrast to the beautiful face on the other side, as if two worlds meet.
A face, half of it is stunningly beautiful, and the other half is as ugly as a ghost.
There was no change in his expression as he began to tell his mother interesting stories from his childhood, trying to jog her memory.
The mother listened quietly, with no obvious response on her face, but that silence seemed to contain some deep emotion.
Since five years ago, my mother's face has quietly changed.
At first, there were only some tiny, inconspicuous black spots that were difficult to detect. Later, these black spots gradually spread and became larger and larger.
Pus spots began to appear on the face. These pus spots were like tenacious life, taking root and growing on the mother's skin, and eventually gathered into large pustules.
The mother's face was shrouded in pain and despair.
During these five years, Shi Heng has always been by his mother's side, taking her to seek medical treatment and medicine everywhere, hoping to find a chance of cure.
When he learned that his mother's illness was caused by long-term poisoning, the shock and pain in his heart were beyond words.
While secretly investigating the truth of the poisoning, he spared no effort to find a treatment method.
However, the investigation into the poisoning seemed to encounter invisible obstacles, and clues always came to an abrupt end, as if someone was deliberately concealing the truth.
The investigation had made no progress, so he had to put it on hold for the time being.
Countless treatment methods have been tried, but ultimately none have had much effect.
I heard that only the mysterious Nine-Star Acupuncture Method can cure my mother's illness.
Over the past five years, Shi Heng has been traveling around looking for a successor to the Nine Star Acupuncture Technique.
Although hope was slim, he never gave up.
Over the past half month, my mother's memory loss has become more obvious and her condition has tended to worsen.
Finding a successor to the Nine Star Acupuncture Technique is urgent.
Curing his mother's illness has now become Shi Heng's only obsession in life.
Shi Heng continued to tell his mother those interesting stories. His pleasant voice was like a gentle spring breeze, blowing through every corner of the garden and also blowing through his mother's heart that had been tormented by illness for a long time.
The mother listened quietly, her eyes a little dazed, but a barely perceptible smile appeared on her face.
…
The other side.
Gu Youran was already on a private plane bound for Beijing.
Just an hour ago, Gu Youran was still immersed in the warmth of the bathtub when she received a call from Tong Jin, the heir of the Tong family in Beijing.
It turned out to be Mr. Tong, whose condition suddenly worsened and was in critical condition. He wanted to ask her to go to Beijing for treatment immediately.
She agreed without hesitation.
She quickly got up from the bathtub and put on a black sweatshirt and blue jeans. It was a simple outfit that would not easily attract attention.
In order to cover her appearance, she wore a baseball cap and a black mask on her face.
She found a medicine box that she could carry with her and put in the tools and items she would need.
Just as she finished packing, the bodyguard arrived to pick her up.
Three hours later, the plane landed steadily at a private airport.
Three black SUVs had been waiting there for a long time.
Next to the off-road vehicle stood a tall and handsome man with his hands in his pockets, a stern face, a chill all over his body, and an aura that kept people at a distance.
Under the protection of four bodyguards in black, Gu Youran got off the plane carrying a medicine box.
The man next to the car hurried over and said, "Hello, Dr. Gu, I'm Tong Jin."
Gu Youran nodded without saying much, and under the guidance of Tong Jin, he got into an off-road vehicle in the middle.
In the car, Tong Jin looked at Gu Youran through the rearview mirror.
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