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At that moment, he finally understood that some things, once wrong, could never be undone. The only thing he could do was to spend the rest of his life making amends for his mistakes, seeking true forgiveness from me.
He struggled to rise from the ground like a soulless shell, swaying unsteadily as if he might fall again at any moment. However, he paid no attention to this; driven by instinct, he slowly walked to the refrigerator and took out a few bottles of chilled beer. Like a person dying of thirst, he eagerly opened a bottle and tilted his head back, pouring the cold liquid down his throat.
One bottle, two bottles, three bottles... He was completely immersed in a world of self-numbing, seemingly forgetting everything around him. At that moment, all he wanted was to drown himself in alcohol to numb his already shattered heart. Each sip felt like a sharp sword piercing his chest, but he ignored the pain and continued to indulge in this abyss of suffering and pleasure.
Sitting in Uncle's car, I slept soundly in my aunt's arms, the fear and anxiety of the past few days lifting at that moment. My aunt softly said to Uncle, "Honey, we owe this to that girl Zhang Yun. Once Xiao Fan's emotions stabilize, let's send her some wedding gifts." "I understand," he replied. "You just take care of Xiao Fan; I'll handle these matters. The family doctor is already waiting at home; when we arrive, let Xiao Fan see her first."
When we arrived at my aunt's house, Shen Xiuyu was away for a month-long study program organized by her school. Only Uncle, my aunt, and the nanny were at home. As I got out of the car, Uncle picked me up and placed me on the bed. After understanding the situation, the family doctor first administered a sedative and stayed with the nurse to carefully examine me. I slept quietly like a child while Uncle and my aunt waited outside the door.
After a while, the doctor came out and sighed softly. "The marks on her wrists and ankles are from ropes; they should have been treated the day before. The wounds are inflamed; I've re-dressed them, and they need to be changed daily. The marks on her neck will fade in a couple of days. As for her body..." The family doctor instinctively glanced at Uncle. My aunt turned to Uncle and said, "You go make some porridge; when Xiao Fan wakes up, she can have some."
Uncle understood immediately, nodded, and went to the kitchen. "Doctor, please continue," he said.
"The various bruises on her body likely resulted from relations over the past few days—some deep and some shallow; they will fade in a few days. However... due to excessive indulgence, there is inflammation in her lower body that needs proper care. Given what has happened, you must also consider this young lady's psychological issues." My aunt swayed slightly as if about to lose her balance. "That beast!" she murmured.
"Please prescribe some more medication; you can explain how she should take it to the nanny. Thank you." "Mrs. Shen, it's my duty. I'll come back in a couple of days for a follow-up examination. If she has a fever tonight, treat it as you normally would for fever management. If any emergencies arise, feel free to call me anytime."
My aunt nodded and had the nanny escort the doctor and nurse out before entering my room to keep watch by my bedside.
I seemed to fall into an endless dream again as the scene before me gradually became clearer. I found myself in an unfamiliar room filled with an oppressive atmosphere. Suddenly, a group of fierce-looking men burst into the room and rudely dragged me toward the door.
When I stepped outside, I was met with a sight of women gathered together. They looked haggard with hollow eyes as if they had lost their souls. Dressed in tattered clothing adorned with disturbing price tags, these women stood silently like lambs awaiting slaughter, seemingly waiting for their fate's judgment.
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