I died at the hands of my husband, a doctor known as a "surgical genius."
He dug out my liver with his own hands just to save the child he and my sister had.
I was on the operating table with my stomach cut open, but I could clearly hear Ji Linting's familiar voice.
"I'm sorry, I had to do this because I wanted to save my daughter!"
His voice was apologetic, but his hands moved quickly and decisively as he cut through my flesh.
The cold scalpel peeled off my liver inch by inch. I was allergic to anesthesia and only felt the pain like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting.
I wanted to call out to him, but my vocal cords were cut and I couldn't make any sound. My body was also controlled by drugs and I couldn't move at all.
Tears silently slid down from the corners of my eyes. My face was hidden under the white cloth. No one knew how hideous and distorted my face was at this moment.
This man, whose mind and eyes were completely focused on getting a liver transplant for his daughter, only needed to lift the white cloth covering my face to see that the woman lying on the operating table was actually his wife.
The lover who had been with him for more than ten years and whom he vowed never to let down!
Unfortunately, until he had perfectly removed the liver and I closed my eyes unwillingly, he never lifted the white cloth to see my true face.
He killed me with his own hands without knowing it!
He has lost his memory now and doesn't know how much he loved me in the past.
In order for me to be alive, he carried my body on his back and climbed up Lingyuan Mountain, bowing his head every step of the way. He exchanged his loss of memory and eternal life from reincarnation for my chance to live again.
Just so that I can come back alive to celebrate his birthday with him, give birth to his children, and spend this only life with him happily.
But later, as he wished, I came back alive, but he unknowingly severed the only relationship between him and me in this life that he had worked so hard to obtain with his own hands.
Today was supposed to be the day I was finally rescued after being kidnapped and taken to northern Myanmar for him for three years, and the day I returned home to reunite with him and his son.
But when I returned to my youngest son's and his wedding room with full of expectations, holding the urn of my youngest son, I found that my sister Qiao Zhixian had become the new owner there.
Even my son has become my sister's lackey, calling her "Mom" sweetly, but pushing me out the door viciously.
The neighbors who moved in later even thought I was Ji Linting's mistress. They pressed my shoulders and forced me to kneel down and apologize to Qiao Zhixian, who they believed was his original wife.
I refused to kneel, so they pinned me to the ground, beat me, dragged me out of the community, and threw me into a deserted alley.
In the dark alley, I was beaten all over and curled up in a ball, crying loudly.
I was immersed in the great grief of my husband's infidelity and my son's betrayal, but I didn't know that the hidden danger was getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, a dull sound of footsteps was heard in the silent alley.
Accompanied by the scratching sound of metal knives rubbing against the wall, it was particularly eerie in the silent night.
A chill suddenly ran up my back, and my sixth sense prompted me to immediately struggle to my feet vigilantly, and subconsciously turned around and ran away.
The elongated shadow behind him was getting closer and closer, indicating that the danger was getting closer.
I was running around like a headless fly in an alley with no end in sight, nervously taking out my old cell phone from my pocket to call for help.
This is the cell phone a kind policeman gave me when I was rescued from northern Myanmar.
Two hours ago, I used this phone to call Ji Linting countless times, asking him to pick me up at the police station.
But he told me coldly that he was very busy in the hospital and asked me to stay in the hotel first.
Facing the unknown danger behind me, I subconsciously called him, "Lin Ting, someone seems to be chasing me with a knife. Come and save me, I'm here..."
Before I could finish, I heard a man's impatient voice over there, "Qiao Chuyuan, are you done yet? I told you I was busy saving people. If a patient gets hurt because of you, you have to pay for her life!"
Suddenly, I stepped on a stone and stumbled and fell to the ground. The phone flew out of my hand and fell to the ground.
A cold blade suddenly flashed, cutting through the darkness and landing on my face.
I turned my head with my pupils trembling, but before I could call for help, a dagger cut my throat. Blood splattered everywhere, including on the lit screen of my mobile phone that flew not far away.
Ji Linting's angry reproach continued to come through the receiver, echoing throughout the silent alley.
"Qiao Chuyuan, what on earth are you playing? Are you pretending to fall and wanting me to come over?"
"As your younger sister, why can't you be more generous? You've been missing for two years, and it was Zhixian who took care of the family. I asked you to stay in a hotel, but you went home and made a scene, calling her a mistress. How could you be so vicious..."
He was cursing fiercely when an anxious female voice suddenly interrupted him, crying, "Lin Ting, our daughter is crying out in pain, come and take a look!"
It’s my sister Qiao Zhixian.
It turns out that what he said about saving someone in the hospital was true, but the person he saved was his child with another woman!
But what about me? Who will save me?
The blood in my throat spurted out like a fountain, and my vision was blurred.
Just like that passionate young man who confessed his love to me with flowers in his hands beside the grand fountain. The water splashed all over my white dress, but in an instant it turned into gushing blood and dyed it completely red.
The white dress that symbolizes our love was specially changed by me in order to come back to see the father and son. Now it has turned scarlet.
I covered my throat, which was so deep that I could see the bone, and tears streamed down my face. I was just going back home, so why didn't anyone welcome me home?
It was obvious that I was kidnapped to northern Myanmar and disappeared for two years in order to replace him from the kidnappers, but he couldn't wait to cancel my identity, married the person I hated the most, and had a daughter.
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