Chapter 70 Humans are not plants or trees; how can they be without feelings? This is not to be underestimated...
When Liang Shuyan came out after finishing her work inside, the banquet was already coming to an end.
Li Shan held an important position in the clan and needed someone to look after her at all times, so the doctors agreed to take turns observing her condition.
Chen Miaozhi had just finished taking care of the patients when it was her turn to go in and relieve her. She hadn't eaten yet.
Cui Pingchun stood up, nodded to her, and the two brushed past each other in tacit understanding, one heading towards the bustling crowd, the other returning to solitude.
Wen Yu was tending to the bubbling pot by the stove when he saw Liang Shuyan come out and quickly called out, "I've saved some food for you, come and eat some."
Ayan immediately handed over a bowl and chopsticks, and then laid out the perfectly roasted meat in front of Liang Shuyan, secretly observing her expression.
Liang Shuyan immediately knew that Ayan was apologizing to her, and laughed, "There's no need to be so formal, I'm not angry with you."
Although Ayan did frighten her when he pulled out the knife, she wasn't that afraid of death in this world.
She had already signed a contract with the system, so even if she unfortunately died, she could return to her original world. Death wasn't that scary.
Compared to these things, practicing medicine and saving lives is more important.
Ayan smiled sheepishly, then turned back to the other side to look after her baby sister.
Liang Shuyan savored the aroma of the food in her mouth, gazed at the flickering campfire in front of her, and listened to the laughter and chatter of the people around her. She felt that no matter how she looked at the world, it was so real that it made her feel dazed.
It really feels like God gave her another chance to live here.
In fact, she lied to Wen Yu.
Her physical injuries in the original world were severe, possibly more than just simple "aftereffects".
Perhaps when she wakes up, she will be paralyzed on one side and will have to spend the rest of her life in a hospital bed and wheelchair.
Wen Yu wanted to keep her feelings, and she understood that the price would be heavy.
Both being transmigrators forced into their own circumstances, Liang Shuyan's task is to play the role of an NPC, while Wen Yu, as the host of the "system," must have a much more difficult task to complete in this world. She shouldn't let personal feelings hold her back.
She knew clearly that every day she lived was a blessing in her life.
When Wen Yu wanted to spend system currency to buy medical supplies, she had no reason to refuse. As a doctor, she was more anxious than anyone else to see Li Shan's life hanging by a thread.
But Wen Yu asked her one more question: "Sister Shuyan, once we use up the resources here, I won't be able to keep you here anymore."
At that moment, she suddenly felt a sense of relief, realizing that she was finally going to return the little bit of time she had stolen from heaven.
In this world, she has accomplished something great, saved countless lives, left her name in medical classics, and even been granted the official title of imperial physician. She should be content.
But a voice inside her kept asking, "Liang Shuyan, are you really satisfied?"
What more could she want? If the system hadn't given her a chance, she might have died long ago.
Without that, we wouldn't have the life we have now.
The voice persisted: "Have you really let go?"
Whether she lets go or not, what difference does it make? She has no control over her own destiny; she is merely someone being pushed along by the rolling waves.
"Have you achieved your dreams?" the voice persisted. "Do you still remember the vows you made, the grand aspirations you took?"
Liang Shuyan suddenly realized who had been asking her all along.
She silently responded in her heart: "It's achieved."
"Don't worry, I... have never forgotten."
As she closed her eyes and concentrated, she seemed to see that pure white world again.
The person asking the question was standing inside.
It was Liang Shuyan at eighteen, the Liang Shuyan who, full of passion, devoted herself to medicine for her ideals.
She once vowed to dedicate her life to climbing the pinnacle of medicine, to save everyone she could, and to forever keep a burning passion in her heart.
But all of this shattered under that sharp knife.
The eighteen-year-old looked at the thirty-six-year-old woman, tears welling in her eyes, and asked, "Are you really willing to accept this?"
Are you willing to let everything come to an abrupt end? To lose your health and a free future because of a villain?
Liang Shuyan shook her head, looking at her past self: "A person's value should not be measured so simply."
"Tell me, over the years, have I ever broken my vow?"
The young girl stared at her blankly, tears glistening in her eyes.
Liang Shuyan said, word by word, "Have I ever given up on medicine easily? Have I ever stood by and watched someone's life hang in the balance without offering help? Have I ever stopped learning for even a single day?"
"Every day I live, I am practicing my ideals, always with sincerity and unwavering commitment."
She wiped away the girl's tears: "I think this is enough."
The obsession was finally resolved, and all illusions vanished in an instant.
She opened her eyes, and the concrete world solidified again before her.
Bonfire, friends, good night.
It is the greatest fortune of her life to have had the opportunity to go through this.
Wen Yu sat down beside her, seemingly having finally gathered her thoughts, and began, "Sister Shuyan, I..."
“I understand.” Liang Shuyan put down her bowl and chopsticks. “I will not leave without saying goodbye. I will choose a suitable time to say goodbye to everyone.”
Wen Yu looked slightly surprised: "No, I mean..."
What else could it be?
Just as Liang Shuyan was pondering why she reacted this way, she suddenly heard a voice beside her ear.
Your employment period has been extended to "permanent".
It was the voice of the system that had made the contract with her back then.
what happened?
Liang Shuyan was so surprised that she almost asked a question, but the voice seemed to be just informing her and then fell silent.
“I mean, I want you to stay.” Wen Yu’s words happened to fall right next to her ear.
Although it's unknown what price Wen Yu paid to keep her here, it must have been a bad deal.
"Wen Yu," Liang Shuyan called softly, "you chose me, didn't you?"
Wen Yu nodded: "You know everything?"
She looked at Liang Shuyan's expression tentatively, as if afraid that she would get angry.
Liang Shuyan sighed: "This is not worth it."
“I’ve reached an agreement with it,” Wen Yu said with a smile. “It has agreed to give you the freedom to come and go as you please, and will also restore your original body to health. If you ever want to go back, you can leave without any worries.”
Unexpectedly, Liang Shuyan, who had been calm all along, actually got angry.
She grabbed Wen Yu's wrist: "You were too impulsive!"
"It is incredibly powerful and can do far more than this. The people you can invite are more useful than me."
Why did you have to keep me here?
Her voice trembled slightly.
This decision was too heavy for her to bear; she couldn't imagine what Wen Yu had sacrificed behind the scenes.
The system is always harsh and never does anything that doesn't pay off; she must have suffered a great loss.
“This kind of thing can’t be measured by whether it’s worth it or not.” Wen Yu covered her hand and said solemnly, “Even if you replaced her with a thousand or ten thousand more capable people, they still wouldn’t be Liang Shuyan.”
Humans are not plants or trees; how can they be without feelings? Not everything can be weighed in terms of interests.
Just as she always helps her suffering sisters when she is fighting for herself.
Wen Yu always believed that Luxi's success today was inseparable from the joint efforts of everyone.
Is it not worth it to exchange this small price for Liang Shuyan's health and freedom?
"I see."
Liang Shuyan's eyes finally welled up with tears. She lowered her head to hide her slight loss of composure: "Thank you, Wen Yu."
She was given a new lease on life.
A healthy new life that I never dared to hope for.
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Upon learning that Liang Shuyan could stay, the comments section in front of Wen Yu became excited again.
[Great! Sister Shuyan can stay! I thought the main cast was going to be reduced, and I've been so worried watching these past few episodes...]
Did Wen Yu make any deal with anyone? Did I miss something?
[I guess it's some kind of plot foreshadowing. I watched every single episode and didn't know it was there.]
[I feel it's paying homage to a real person's story, because I looked it up out of curiosity yesterday and found that there really was a Dr. Liang! It's just that the story didn't generate much buzz, and there wasn't much information about him.]
【Hmm? Something's up?】
What documents are you referring to? Could you please send them to us so we can take a look?
[I found a news report about a doctor named Liang who was stabbed by a patient while on duty. Although she survived, she became a vegetable and has not yet regained consciousness. The patient was sentenced to prison...]
[Oh my god, I hate people who cause trouble at hospitals the most! How can they hurt doctors like that? They deserve to be torn to pieces!]
[I agree with the comment above; I suggest the death penalty!]
However, I later saw someone online mention the aftermath of the incident, saying that the person didn't cooperate with treatment and didn't take their medication properly, and died of illness not long after arriving in prison.
Serves her right! It's just a pity about Dr. Liang; I wonder if she'll ever wake up.
Believe in medical miracles; good people will surely be rewarded!
Looking at the comments, Wen Yu thought, "That must be Liang Shuyan's past life."
Fortunately, there was still hope, and she never regretted making that choice.
Seeing that it was getting late, Ayan turned back and said, "Please rest, distinguished guests. We have prepared rooms and bedding for you."
The mountain people led them to their respective rooms.
Wen Yu looked around at the interior of the house. The house was built of wood and bamboo and decorated with all sorts of colorful patterns.
The furniture around her was all made of wood and bamboo, and the craftsmanship was exquisite, far superior to what she could see down the mountain.
It's rare for a live stream to go on until late at night, so the viewers were naturally curious and continued chatting.
My elders also know how to do this kind of bamboo weaving, and they also make all sorts of small animal toys, which I loved playing with when I was little.
[I still have a bamboo bed at home, which I've slept on since I was a child. The quality is truly excellent; this is the mark of the older generation of craftsmen!]
My parents are carpenters, and almost all the furniture in our house is homemade, which saves a lot of money and is also more environmentally friendly than other types of furniture.
Is it possible to explore this area and build a production line, which could then generate a lot of revenue?
Wen Yu laughed.
The current online commenters are even more savvy than she is, able to see everything in terms of making money and building a career.
Compared to the barrage of comments, she actually looked like a salted fish.
However, what netizens said also makes sense.
Perhaps people who live near the mountains have been dealing with wood and bamboo for a long time, and they have unknowingly become very skilled. If they could use these to create a way for the mountain people to make money, it would be a viable option...
She lay down in her warm bed, blew out the bedside lamp, and before she could think much about it, she fell into a deep sleep.
So much happened that day, and exhaustion had already overwhelmed everything.
Just before drifting off to sleep, the last bullet screen scrolled past my eyes.
【Good evening. 】
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Author's Note: I had a headache last night, and even though I took ibuprofen, I still couldn't finish writing. I'll continue writing this morning. Sorry for the late update [crying emoji]
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