That night, his worldview was shattered.
It was never rebuilt.
Arriving in this secret realm is actually quite wonderful.
He doesn't have to face his beloved father, nor his dearest girlfriend. The two most important people in his life are tearing him apart.
What others would only want to escape from was a paradise for him; the outside world was far more terrifying.
Human nature is inherently evil!
Thinking of this, Mo Wen sighed.
He took out a peace charm from the Book of Fate.
The talisman was obtained by Xia Mu from a Taoist temple. She is a policewoman and a girl, and like any ordinary girl, she likes things that symbolize love.
That day, she handed him the amulet for safety, and he handed her the amulet for marriage that he had obtained.
She laughed so hard she almost fell over. "We're a perfect match! I'm a policeman, I'll keep you safe and sound. You've given me almost nothing but love. Tell me, do you think we're a good match for each other after getting this talisman?"
“Yes, yes, we absolutely must!” he echoed.
In the end, however, he couldn't give her a marriage, and she couldn't give him peace.
Fate is often unpredictable.
Now he understands that obtaining this talisman is equivalent to obtaining a pass to hell.
Their love was a mistake from the start.
However, he knew that if one day his life came to an end, his fate record would surely read: "I will spend my whole life longing for a woman named Xia Mu."
Mo Wen put the amulet back into his life book, stood up, and walked towards the very center of the world.
That is the tomb of the gods.
He is the tomb keeper.
...
Dr. Zhao waited until retirement but never saw Mo Yin, and he felt a little regretful. He understood that some people's ambitions lay elsewhere, and it was just a pity for such talent.
Retirement life is a bit dull, and with so much free time, I've developed a lot of health problems.
In the third year after his retirement, he returned to the hospital and had to be carried in.
heart disease.
He was taken to the operating room. He knew many people in the hospital, so he naturally wanted to use the best doctors. It just so happened that a very famous cardiologist from China was doing academic exchanges at their hospital, so he asked that cardiologist to perform the surgery for him.
After the anesthesia begins.
Dr. Zhao saw a female doctor walk in and felt she looked strangely familiar. Was it Mo Yin?
Before he could even confirm it, the anesthetic kicked in, and he lost consciousness.
He woke up after the surgery.
He immediately grabbed the person and asked, "What's the name of the doctor who performed my surgery? Was it a man or a woman?"
"Cangwu! A male doctor, what's wrong?"
"Cangwu? Not Moyin?"
"Who is Mo Yin?" the nurse asked, somewhat puzzled.
Mo Yin's presence at this hospital was fleeting; only a few people truly remembered her.
"Oh, nothing? And who is Cangwu?"
"That's the famous cardiologist in the country! You're so lucky. Dr. Cang only performs a few surgeries a year..."
"What was the name of the female doctor who performed the surgery that day?"
"Oh, I don't know. She's Dr. Aoi's assistant."
Cangwu?
Dr. Zhao had no recollection of him; he wasn't a cardiology expert and didn't actually know much about the top doctors in other departments.
When the bandages were removed, he finally saw his wound and felt like he had been hit with another blow: the wound had healed so perfectly that it was practically the work of God.
In comparison, I felt like a fake doctor, and I really let my patients down.
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