Wen Jiayou took a deep breath and said loudly, "Senior Sister, maybe we can control your condition!"
I stared blankly at my phone, unable to speak.
After a moment, a wave of immense joy surged in my heart.
"Really?"
"Can I really live?"
"Senior Sister, as long as you cooperate with the treatment, you definitely can!"
"Okay, okay, I will cooperate, I will definitely cooperate!"
I was so excited that I was incoherent.
After hanging up the phone, I said to Aunt Wang, "I want to change my clothes. I want to go out for a walk."
The sunlight danced as it streamed through the window.
In the play of light and shadow, I saw a glimmer of hope for life.
Aunt Wang helped me pick out a dark green dress.
I exclaimed, "Aunt Wang, how did you know I liked this color?"
Aunt Wang smiled and said, "I saw your scarf is this color."
I picked up the scarf and stroked its soft fabric, feeling a pang of sadness in my heart.
This scarf was given to me by Zhen Zhuo.
He said this color suited me best.
At that time, I was still Yu Yidao.
Zhen Zhuo often comes to the hospital to see me.
But that day, when he turned away decisively, I just silently watched his back and said in my heart—
Zhen Zhuo, goodbye.
Aunt Wang helped me put on my coat and smiled, "Young lady, you look really beautiful today."
"Really?"
The sunlight poured over me, warm and comforting.
I reached out my hand and gently touched the dancing shadows of light.
If I could live...
If I could live for another year...
No, I don't need a year, just a month...
Just let me see the sunlight of spring, and I would be satisfied.
I held Aunt Wang's hand as we walked in the hospital garden.
Aunt Wang said I looked good today and seemed full of energy.
I smiled and agreed.
Perhaps it was the sunlight, or perhaps it was Aunt Wang that lifted my spirits significantly.
Even the pain seemed to have lessened a bit.
Aunt Wang, who is much older than me, cares for me like an elder, which makes me feel happy.
All my relatives are gone.
Zhen Zhuo's mother dislikes me, believing I am not worthy of her son.
She has said more than once in front of me that if it weren't for me, her son would have married Wen Ling long ago and had a chubby baby.
My parents passed away early, leaving me without anyone to support me.
So, every time I face her unreasonable behavior, I can only endure it silently.
Fortunately, Zhen Zhuo treats me fairly well.
My phone vibrated; it was Jiaoyou calling.
He said he had arrived at the ward and wanted to discuss the new treatment plan with me.
I walked back with Aunt Wang.
As we passed the medical office, a commotion erupted inside.
I was about to push the wheelchair away when I suddenly heard...
"You damn hospital, you kill people and still act shameless..."
"You must give us an explanation today..."
Immediately after, a woman's piercing scream echoed through the air.
I instinctively turned my head to look.
In the medical office, an older female doctor was being held tightly by a man, who raised his fist to strike her on the head.
The pain made her face turn pale.
Two nurses beside her rushed forward to intervene, but were grabbed tightly by two other men and couldn't move.
The surrounding patients were frightened and retreated, no one daring to step forward.
The look of agony on the female doctor's face grew heavier.
Without thinking, I charged into the medical office.
"Miss Yu, what are you doing?" Aunt Wang realized what was happening and exclaimed in shock as she hurried after me.
I didn't have time to answer her; I used all my strength to slam into the assailant.
The man was caught off guard, stumbled forward, and fell to the ground.
Security and others rushed in, pinning him down.
I let out a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, my body was lifted off the ground and thrown away.
The back of my head hit the wall.
Everything went dark, and I could see nothing.
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