Chapter 29 Resentful ghost marks
Gu Jing suddenly stopped in her tracks.
She turned and stared intently at Lu Yao, as if trying to see right through her.
What is she saying?
Is Mom not sick?
Gu Jing's fingertips dug deeply into her palm.
Her fingernails were almost piercing her skin, but she was completely unaware.
It's ridiculous, Mom has been sick for ten years!
For ten years, she and her father have traveled all over China, seeking out both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine.
After examining my mother's condition, all the doctors shook their heads and sighed, helpless.
Now, this strange girl in a hospital gown is spouting nonsense, saying that her mother is not sick. How could Gu Jing not be furious?
"Who are you? Do you think you know more than the most authoritative doctors in the capital and the country?"
Gu Jing's voice trembled, overwhelmed with sorrow.
She wanted to fly into a rage.
But when the words reached his lips, all that remained was a deep sense of powerlessness.
"I am Lu Yao, a Taoist priest."
Lu Yao answered calmly.
Gu Jing looked closely and realized that Lu Yao was clearly wearing a hospital gown.
He lives next door to my mother; he's probably a mentally unstable patient too.
Gu Jing found it both laughable and absurd, thinking it was all utterly ridiculous.
Too lazy to argue with this "patient" any longer, she turned and walked around the alley, intending to leave.
Just as Gu Jing took a step, Lu Yaoyou's voice suddenly came from behind her.
"Your mother's name is Ye Zhirou. She was born in 1979 and was the only child in her family. She married your father when she was 26 years old and gave birth to you two years later. Your name is Gu Jing. When you were eight years old, Ye Zhirou suddenly fell ill. At first, she was confused and lost her memory. Later, it slowly deteriorated into a state of dementia with impaired consciousness."
Gu Jing felt a wave of dizziness. This unfamiliar girl named Lu Yao had casually recounted her mother's life story.
But behind all this, how much pain and suffering did her family endure?
How could Lu Yao know these things?
Did she look through the hospital's medical records?
What exactly do you want to do?
Gu Jing turned around, filled with grief and indignation, and glared at Lu Yao, questioning her.
Lu Yao said calmly, "I did a divination for your mother."
"Neuropathy!"
Gu Jing could no longer hold back and angrily cursed.
She's determined to settle accounts with the hospital administration over how her mother's medical records were leaked!
Lu Yao blinked innocently, looking helpless.
She sighed and said slowly, "Your mother's forehead is sunken, which is a sign of betrayal by someone close to her. The bluish-gray vertical lines on her forehead are called 'the mark of a vengeful ghost' in physiognomy. The sunken temples and dark red spots on her spouse's palace are signs of blood evil invading the palace, corresponding to the bad karma her husband has created."
As Gu Jing listened to Lu Yao's words, a chill ran down her spine.
Lu Yao used too many technical terms, and she only understood a little of what she was hearing.
But she caught several alarming keywords: “betrayal by loved ones,” “spouse’s house,” and “husband’s bad deeds.”
This is a veiled reference to the fact that her mother was murdered by her father!
Nonsense, utter nonsense!
She had witnessed her father's deep love and devotion to her mother over the past ten years, and she was certain that her father would never do anything to hurt her mother.
"Get away!" Gu Jing retreated repeatedly, her eyes filled with both fear and anger. "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll call the doctor!"
Lu Yao stood quietly in place, watching Gu Jing's out-of-control appearance, and gently shook her head.
At this moment, Gu Jing was like a frightened fawn, full of defensiveness and resistance towards herself.
So, Lu Yao wisely stopped talking and didn't pursue the matter further.
Lu Yao recalled a sentence she had seen on a music streaming platform and found it very insightful:
You can never wake someone who is pretending to be asleep.
Gu Jing staggered and turned around, her ponytail drawing a chaotic arc in the air.
As Gu Jing's figure turned the corner at the end of the corridor, Lu Yao extended her finger and flicked it lightly.
The blue light that shot from her fingertips disappeared into the back of Gu Jing's neck like a firefly.
This is all she can do for Gu Jing for now.
...
Gu Jing returned home in a daze.
The spacious and luxurious villa now seemed exceptionally cold to her.
She casually tossed her bag onto the sofa and collapsed onto it.
"Damn it, why am I so disturbed by what a mental patient in a mental hospital said!"
Gu Jing couldn't help but blurt out, cursing herself harshly.
Trying to break free from chaotic emotions.
Her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the past.
Gu Jing still clearly remembers her father's haggard face, his bloodshot eyes, and how his hair turned almost white overnight when her mother had just fallen ill.
Dad stayed by Mom's bedside day and night, neither eating, drinking, nor sleeping, just quietly praying and waiting.
That scene deeply shocked her when she was still young.
From that moment on, she made a wish in her heart that she would find a good man who would love her as much as her father did.
Thinking of this, Gu Jing's heart gradually calmed down.
She laughed at herself for being foolish; that Lu Yao might just be a delusional person.
Lu Yao thought she was an infallible fortune teller, spending her days in the hospital corridor, telling fortunes to anyone she met, and saying all sorts of alarming things.
Gu Jing closed her eyes wearily.
Every time she visited her mother, she was exhausted.
Not to mention that a strange road suddenly appeared this time.
When Gu Jing woke up again, the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window, and the clock on the wall pointed to six o'clock in the afternoon.
Her father, Gu Yuncong, returned home from get off work with his current girlfriend, An Rui, by his side.
Gu Yuncong, a middle-aged man who is decisive in the business world, already has fine lines around his eyes left by the years.
He walked into the house, gently placed his briefcase aside, and subconsciously glanced into the living room, searching for his daughter.
An Rui stood beside Gu Yuncong, her figure graceful.
She has long, smooth hair that falls gently over her shoulders, and a simple business suit makes her look elegant and poised.
Gu Yuncong and An Rui met six years ago.
At that time, Gu Yuncong was exhausted from running around trying to help his wife Ye Zhirou with her illness.
On the one hand, she is busy with the company's complicated affairs, and she is often overwhelmed with work.
An Rui, his new colleague, was like a confidante, offering him comfort and support at just the right time.
Initially, they were just ordinary colleagues.
However, through repeated collaboration and mutual support at work, their hearts gradually drew closer, and feelings for each other quietly blossomed.
Even so, because of Ye Zhirou's presence, Gu Yuncong always adhered to his bottom line and never accepted An Rui's feelings.
He felt a deep sense of guilt and longing for his wife.
As long as his wife is still alive, he cannot do anything to betray her.
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