Blood flowed down her wrist. She leaned on the bed, covered her wrist with the quilt, and slowly closed her eyes.
It was a full hour later that someone on patrol sensed something was wrong. When he pushed the door of the ward, he found it was locked.
I called the person inside through the intercom, but there was no response.
The security department rushed in and broke the door open, and a group of doctors rushed in.
When the quilt was lifted, the white bed was stained with blood, and Yin Hong's blood even dripped onto the ground along the quilt.
"Send him to the emergency room quickly and notify his family." Wang Jiang turned around and shouted.
"Suicide?" When Xiao Chen heard the news, his brows furrowed slightly.
"Yes." Xiao Yan's hands couldn't help but tremble. She said softly, "After the doctor's emergency treatment, he's still in critical condition."
"Xiao Chen, I... don't know what to do." Xiao Yan lowered her head, her tears falling silently.
Even if he knew part of the truth, even if he knew that his mother's focus was on Xiao Ming.
Even for Xiao Ming, his mother was willing to let everyone else die, but when she heard the news of the other party's suicide, she was still a little at a loss.
"She is your biological mother. You can do whatever you want. Don't worry about my feelings." Xiao Chen said calmly, "If a person learns that his loved one committed suicide, his life will be hanging by a thread."
"But you yourself are not sad at all. That's what true cold-bloodedness means."
"No, that's not the case." Xiao Yan burst into tears and shook her head gently: "She gave all her love to Xiao Ming."
"For Xiao Ming, she would even let others die. Xiao Chen, I really don't know why she would do this."
Xiao Chen looked at Xiao Yan in surprise. He blurted out, "What on earth do you know?"
"I..." Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment before she said, "I don't know anything."
"But I can see that her love for Xiao Ming is almost pathological. This won't work."
"And no one knows why she committed suicide, but I think it must have been for Xiao Ming."
Xiao Chen remained silent for a long time before he spoke: "Maybe, but it doesn't matter. How is she now?"
"She's saved her life, but she's not out of danger yet." Xiao Yan sobbed, "I... don't know what to do."
"Xiao Yan, do you believe me?" Xiao Chen looked up at her.
"Believe it." Xiao Yan nodded gently.
"If you believe me, then stay away from her." Xiao Chen said this and turned away.
He wanted to meet Xiao Yuanhe, but this approach of trying to pry useful information out of Xiao's mother's mouth was probably not feasible.
Now we can only start from Xiao Yuanhe.
Looking at Xiao Chen's departing back, Xiao Yan opened her mouth weakly. She hesitated for a moment, then got in the car and headed towards Qingniu Temple.
There are crowds of pilgrims in Qingniu Temple.
The Taoist priest was holding a mobile phone, watching TV series while perfunctorily answering questions for pilgrims who came to burn incense.
Lin Fang was behind a traditional Chinese medicine table, providing free medical treatment to patients.
"Master, this old man has been coughing for three months and the medicine I prescribed for him last time wasn't very effective. Could you take a look?" Lin Fang asked after he finished examining an old man.
"How did you argue last time?" The Taoist priest raised his eyelids.
"Dryness evil invades the lungs, and this time is the same." Lin Fang said: "It is warm dryness. I used Sangxing Decoction with some modifications, but the effect was not good."
"Change to chrysanthemum tea. Make a large bowl with two chrysanthemums. Make nine bowls a day for a week." said the Taoist priest.
"Is this... possible?" Lin Fang was stunned. This was totally irrelevant.
"Do as I say." The Taoist priest knocked on the table.
"Okay." Lin Fang had no choice but to prescribe medicine and add medical advice.
Seeing the old man leave, he leaned over and asked, "Master, why do you prescribe chrysanthemum tea? And why do you drink nine bowls of it every day? How can you still have the energy to eat after drinking so much water?"
"This old man has phlegm fever, it's because he drank too much." The Taoist priest explained: "If you can't control your diet, no matter how many medicines you take, it will be useless."
"Nine bowls of tea a day, so he doesn't have a stomach for drinking, and his illness will naturally heal."
"This... okay, I understand." Lin Fang suddenly realized.
"In traditional Chinese medicine, we cannot just use medicine blindly based on syndrome differentiation and treatment. We must consider both treating the symptoms and the root cause." The Taoist priest yawned.
"Okay." Lin Fang nodded humbly. He learned his lesson this time.
"Doctor Lin." At this moment, a very beautiful girl came over after burning incense and stretched out her wrist.
"What's wrong with you?" Lin Fang stretched out his hand to feel his pulse.
"I..." The girl hesitated to speak.
"Don't be afraid to see a doctor. Tell the truth in front of the doctor." Lin Fang said.
"I have body odor, especially in the summer when I sweat the smell is very strong and no amount of perfume can cover it up." The girl said somewhat embarrassedly.
"This is indeed an embarrassing disease." Lin Fang withdrew his hand, frowned, and turned his head: "Master, I can't help this."
"It's simple." The Taoist priest stretched lazily. "Have you seen the miracle doctor Xilaile? It says to take five large spiders, wrap them in yellow mud, burn them until cooked, take them out, mash them, mix them with sesame oil, and apply it on the skin."
"Ah? Taoist priest, is this really possible?" The girl was dumbfounded.
"If it works, I promise. If it doesn't, he will be your boyfriend." The Taoist pointed at Lin Fang.
"Master, you can't match people up randomly." Lin Fang shouted in panic.
"Okay, I'll try." The girl glanced at Lin Fang, who seemed quite handsome, and left shyly.
The Taoist priest stood up with a smile and said: "Since you are learning from me, you must obey my orders."
"I..." Lin Fang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Just then, Xiao Yan walked in.
"Hey, aren't you Xiao Chen's sister?" Lin Fang was stunned.
"Go teach the children." The Taoist priest waved at Lin Fang.
"Oh, okay." Lin Fang stood up, glanced at Xiao Yan, and then walked to the backyard to teach the children.
"Master." Xiao Yan bowed slightly to the Taoist priest.
"Are you here?" The Taoist priest smiled. Xiao Yan had come to see him more than once.
"Master, my mother... is trying to commit suicide. I don't know what to do." Xiao Yan was in a state of confusion.
Ever since she sought help from Xiao Chen's master, she felt much more open-minded.
The moments of memory that awakened made her still unable to figure out what the truth was.
"The reason you came here to find me is to seek the truth, right?" The Taoist priest lit a few incense sticks.
"Yes, I want to know the truth. I know the ending. I know that the reason why Xiao Chen stayed away from his family was because he devoted himself to them, but in the end, he was stabbed to death by them."
Xiao Yan looked up at the Taoist priest and said, "I also know that our entire family was burned to death in the sea of fire. The person who burned us to death... was Xiao Ming."
"But I don't understand why this happened. I want to know all the causes and consequences."
"Xiao Ming was destined to die from infancy. He should have died shortly after birth, just like your deceased brother."
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