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If it were just a routine procedure of skinning and bloodletting, then nothing would have happened. Jiang Yufan persisted in this for seven or eight days without incident, which gradually put Gu Sidu, who was being promoted to a position in the Hanlin Academy, at ease. When he was extremely busy and couldn't come in person, he only wrote a letter and had his servants deliver it to inquire about Jiang Yufan's well-being. Only after receiving news that Jiang Yufan was alright could Gu Sidu focus on his official duties.
Only by quickly resolving these issues and getting everything back on track could Gu Sidu see the Bodhisattva sooner. Gu Sidu practically slept at the Hanlin Academy. He wanted to deal with the accumulated problems caused by the previous administration, and then, according to his own wishes, properly rebuild the Hanlin Academy.
Unfortunately, things went wrong on the last day, just when everything was about to be perfect. It was as if the problem was deliberately set off at that point, causing people to fall into the abyss when they were most able to touch hope.
Ten clearly visible wounds were visible on Jiang Yufan's wrist. Daoyun bandaged her wounds, and the sound of the medicine pot boiling in the room filled the air as it awaited the patient to drink it. Jiang Yufan was originally going to leave anyway; she didn't want to see this harmonious family scene here. But just then, the person lying on the bed coughed a few times, making a slight movement.
Just as Jiang Yufan was about to step out the door, she turned her head and saw that the person on the bed had just drunk the medicine and immediately reacted, opening his eyes and holding onto the edge of the bed as if to vomit. Since the medicine had just been drunk and couldn't be vomited up, Madam Jiang personally covered Jiang Yurong's mouth with her hand.
"Son, please don't spit it out. This is the last time, just this once. Please bear with it."
The vomit that came back up from the stomach was filthy, but some people were still willing to catch it with their own hands, just to save lives and to wake the person up. Jiang Yaoguang was also extremely anxious. He patted Jiang Yurong's back and gently advised, "Son, try your best, give it your all and you can live."
Jiang Yufan felt a sharp pain in the wound on her wrist that had just been bandaged, as if it had been cut open again. She stopped there, wanting to see if her blood could save Jiang Yurong.
Before long, Jiang Yurong finally drank all the medicine. She leaned against Jiang Yaoguang's chest, breathing weakly, but her eyes slowly opened. Everything was dizzy, but it gradually became clear.
Jiang Yurong gasped for breath. He took in his surroundings; the place was incredibly simple and unassuming, not his home. He turned around and saw his parents. He struggled to speak, his voice trembling, "Father, Mother, where is this?"
"Heavens above, you're finally awake!" Madam Jiang covered her face and wept with joy. She had been waiting for this day for so long, and now it was finally here. She buried her face in Jiang Yurong's arms, gently stroking his cheek as she looked at her son.
Heaven has eyes; her son came back to life.
When Jiang Yaoguang saw that his son had spoken, he hugged Jiang Yurong tightly: "Son, you're awake. It's good that you're awake. Even if you're awake, I'm willing to do anything for you. I can even go to jail for you."
He actually came back to life! The abbot was right after all. Since that's the case, then let's consider that Jiang Yufan has also fulfilled his promise. Jiang Yufan keeps his word. From now on, the Jiang in Jiang Yufan will no longer be the Jiang in Jiang Yaoguang's name, and it will never be the same again.
But just then, as she lifted her leg to leave, she heard someone calling her name from behind.
"Father, Mother, I feel like I've been asleep for a long time, but why is there still someone in the room? Who is that person?"
“That person is your older sister, Jiang Yufan.”
“Sister?” Jiang Yurong shook her head. “But the Jiang family has never had a sister. Where did this sister come from?”
The Jiang family had never mentioned having such a person before. At that moment, in order to save face, Jiang Yaoguang specifically said to Madam Jiang, "Have her come over so her brother can see her. Her brother wants to see her."
Madam Jiang nodded in response. She wiped away her tears and went to Jiang Yufan's side. She said, "Yufan, go and see your brother. You saved your brother, and he wants to see you."
“Madam has probably forgotten that the Jiang family has no daughters,” Jiang Yufan said unwillingly. Why should she entertain others? She said, “Don’t forget, now that the person has woken up, I have completely severed ties with the Jiang family. From now on, we owe each other nothing.”
"You can't say things like that," Madam Jiang thought, trying to pull Jiang Yufan back. But she forgot that Jiang Yufan's wrist had just been bandaged. When she pulled hard, both Jiang Yufan's wrist and Madam Jiang's hand were covered in blood.
Blood, blood everywhere.
Jiang Yufan felt dizzy. She had just lost blood and couldn't stand steadily. If Daoyun hadn't been there to support her, she would have fallen. Fortunately, Daoyun was there, giving Jiang Yufan something to lean on, and she fainted on Daoyun's body.
Dao Yun raised his sword and created distance: "Madam Jiang, please let go."
There was another violent coughing sound from inside the house, followed by a cry of "Father!" Daoyun saw a figure rush out of the house. Jiang Yaoguang saw that his wife's hands were covered in blood, and he saw Daoyun holding a sword. He saw Jiang Yufan pretending to be dead and leaning against Daoyun's chest. He was furious.
This Jiang Yufan is really too much! He actually tried to harm his wife and her mother. Jiang Yaoguang was furious. How could such a weak person bring him down? The evidence that was handed over could not have been known by anyone who had not lived in the Jiang family. After considering many possibilities and checking everything in the house, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
These could only be Jiang Yufan.
At this moment, Jiang Yufan was powerless and could be manipulated at will. Jiang Yaoguang recalled the pain and torment he had suffered. He was forced to reveal his family's wealth in prison, he was beaten, and he couldn't sleep day and night. While he was going through all this, Jiang Yufan was living a carefree life outside.
Even if it were just a simple request for Jiang Yufan to meet her brother, she wouldn't agree.
This is what she owes herself, Jiang Yaoguang thought.
"How dare you, you unfilial son!"
Jiang Yaoguang raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Yufan's wrist. The soreness and pain brought Jiang Yufan back to her senses. She opened her eyes and saw her parents pulling her towards Jiang Yurong.
Just because of a single sentence from Jiang Yurong, and because of his curiosity.
"What are you doing with the injured Buddha nun!" Dao Yun was terrified. She was not as strong as the two of them, and she couldn't pull them apart. Holding the sword was too cumbersome, but at this moment, she could only hold Jiang Yu Fan tightly and drop her own sword.
For a martial artist, losing one's sword is a major taboo, as it means giving up one's life. However, if Jiang Yufan does not put down his sword, he will die.
What reached Jiang Yufan's ears were her mother's pleading voice, her father's angry voice, and Daoyun's desperate voice. She wanted to comfort Daoyun, to tell her it was alright, she was fine, she wasn't in pain anymore, and soon she wouldn't feel any pain anymore...
But these voices faded into the distance, and she couldn't grasp them no matter what she did. She couldn't maintain her dignity and composure; she couldn't even keep her wrists. Only now did she understand that everything can slip away, and when a person is about to die, there is nothing they can hold onto.
With that last breath, all the struggles and right and wrong were no longer worth discussing.
There's no chance anymore.
Jiang Yufan slowly closed her eyes. She was so tired; all she wanted was to get a good night's sleep.
But then she heard Daoyun's voice again, Daoyun was shouting that she couldn't sleep, she couldn't sleep.
Why couldn't she sleep? Jiang Yufan tried her best to think, but she couldn't move at all. It was so hard to think, she couldn't understand...
"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva!"
Jiang Yufan heard the voice calling her again. Only Gu Sidu would call her like that. She wanted to force a smile and argue a few more words. She was not a bodhisattva.
She is Jiang Yufan, she is a fake bodhisattva.
She also wanted to tell Gu Sidu that she could not go to the Gu residence. Perhaps she should have abandoned everything long ago. She should have died at Chenxiang Temple, at the best age of eight, so that the whole world would forget her.
She shouldn't be alive.
But even in this world, there are always people who remember her, like Daoyun, like Gu Sidu...
Thinking of this, Jiang Yufan's lips slowly curled up. She thought it was good if a few people remembered her, and that would be enough...
But why is Gu Sidu here?
Daoyun was on the verge of collapse. She cried and wailed as much as she could, which prompted a young monk outside to call the abbot. Gu Sidu, who had just returned exhausted from his work, also rushed over with the abbot.
Gu Sidu could have returned earlier today, but he was tied up with official duties and lingered a little longer before heading to Chenxiang Temple. He had calculated the date carefully; today was the last day for the Bodhisattva to release blood, and he wanted to take the Bodhisattva away to return to the Gu family mansion to live a good life. The hundred taels he hadn't received were invalid.
But as soon as he arrived at the temple, he saw the abbot hurrying to the backyard. He quickly followed and went to the backyard with the abbot.
This was quite alarming. He saw the Bodhisattva, her face deathly pale, collapsed in Daoyun's arms, her hands covered in blood. Madam Jiang stopped Jiang Yaoguang, tears streaming down her face. Seeing someone approaching, she cried out, "Abbot, please persuade him! Yaoguang is going to kill his daughter!"
Upon hearing this, Madam Jiang was thrown to the ground by her sleeve. Her forehead hit the chair, causing a large swelling. At this moment, Jiang Yaoguang shouted, "You useless woman, when did I ever want to kill her?"
"It's just that she needs to go see her brother."
"But what if she's dead?"
Gu Sidu looked up and saw Jiang Yurong, who had woken up and was lying on the bed in the room. He poked his head out and coughed weakly a few times. He couldn't even get out of bed, but he could still call for his parents. He could only call for his parents.
"Stop arguing, Father, I'm not watching anymore."
"Just to see it, is it really necessary to force me like this?" Gu Sidu gritted his teeth. He snatched the Bodhisattva from Jiang Yaoguang's hands, held it in his arms, pressed his hand against his wound, and said to Daoyun, "Quickly find something to bandage and stop the bleeding, hurry!"
“Benefactor,” the abbot sighed upon seeing the scene, “this is a Buddhist temple, we cannot act recklessly here. Your hands are stained with blood, you really cannot stay here any longer. The person has been saved, pack up tomorrow and take him home.”
Jiang Yaoguang was filled with rage. He was pushed away and could only look helplessly at Gu Sidu. Before the abbot could speak, he put his hands together and bowed to suppress his anger. He was still not satisfied with taking revenge on Jiang Yufan.
At this moment, he was not the only one covered in blood.
“Abbot, we’re going home, but what about them?” Why are they the ones being driven away? “Abbot, do you know that I also contributed to the prosperity of Chenxiang Temple?”
“Benefactor, what you need to do is keep your promise. Although Chenxiang Temple receives offerings of incense, if one’s heart is not respectful, no matter how much incense is offered, it will not be fulfilled and will be a waste of effort. Chenxiang Temple has no intention of accepting such offerings.”
"Then what will happen to your temple in the future?"
“Chenxiang Temple is protected by Buddha and Bodhisattva, so you don’t need to worry.”
The abbot bowed and stopped talking to Jiang Yaoguang. He said to Gu Sidu, "Take her to get bandaged up and stop the bleeding. Go back."
"Abbot," Gu Sidu emphasized each word, "I want to take the Bodhisattva with me tomorrow, is that permissible?"
"We'll talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow, after she wakes up. There are still some things I need to tell her."
Gu Sidu didn't ask any more questions; saving lives was the priority. He nodded to the abbot and carried the person back into the house. Daoyun grabbed his things, picked up his sword, and followed closely behind. This parting meant severing all ties with the Jiang family completely.
Gu Sidu turned his head and said to Jiang Yaoguang, Madam Jiang, and Jiang Yurong, who was far away on his bed and had not seen Jiang Yufan's true face, "From now on, the Bodhisattva's body has been replaced with new blood. Jiang Yufan's Jiang is no longer the Jiang family's Jiang. Please do not disturb him again."
"I'm fulfilling the Bodhisattva's last wish on her behalf," Gu Sidu said, then left without looking back.
The meditation rooms in the backyard were like layered mountains, and it was already pitch black. Madam Jiang wanted to speak, but the sound of the evening drum came, and when she went any further, she was stopped by the abbot with his hands clasped together.
Their daughter is no longer their daughter.
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