Youguang held his breath and looked at the child on the hospital bed. His body was covered with gauze, motionless like a mummy, but he was indeed awake.
The child opened his dark eyes and looked at the snow-white ceiling above his head, his expression numb.
Liu Susu's plaintive crying and Xie Haitang's gentle comforting voice came from outside the ward.
After a long time, she trembled and said:
"Wangyue, sister is here to see you."
"Sorry, I am late."
She stretched out her hand to touch his head, but she only dared to stay above his little head. She did not dare to touch him because there were injuries all over his body.
After she finished speaking, the child on the bed finally made a move.
He slowly, slowly turned his head towards her, his eyes finally had some life, but there was deep and desperate sadness, as strong as a dark cloud that could not be dispersed, surging toward her.
"It hurts a lot, doesn't it? Sister knows that little Mochizuki must be in a lot of pain."
Her voice was soft and full of care, as soft as a veil, brushing against the child's heart that had been frozen since the accident.
After a long time, Shi Wangyue spoke.
"Sister, those doctors said that I will never walk again."
The little child did not cry under anesthesia or during surgery. After saying these words, tears flowed out instantly, like broken beads that instantly wet the bed sheets.
But his weak voice was clear without any trace of crying.
"...Little Wangyue." Tears blurred the bright eyes.
"Sister, that bad guy..." The child trembled, with fear in his eyes and body, "He was originally going to chop Shi Tongyang with a knife, but it wasn't me. It was my sister who suddenly called my brother, and he was
Cut mine."
There is light and breathing stagnation.
She didn't expect that the child in front of her was injured and that there was something else going on.
"They didn't believe me, saying that it wasn't the case and that it was bad luck that caused me to be hacked with a knife by a bad guy."
"Sister, is it really because of my bad luck? But I clearly remembered it correctly. Before arresting me, that bad guy asked who Shi Jinrong's son was. Isn't Shi Jinrong the second uncle?"
I felt a little suffocated when there was light, and my chest hurt even more due to lack of oxygen.
If this is the case……
She finally understood why the boss in her previous life did that to her family.
"Wangyue has a very good memory. I know that. I know that they don't believe you, but I believe you."
"Grandpa gave dad 5% of the shares. Mom said these shares will be mine from now on, and asked me not to tell anyone about it again..."
"Mom said these shares are a lot of money. Although I won't be able to walk in the future, it doesn't matter. I have a lot of money. Even if I can't walk, it won't affect my life." The child swallowed even more.
Youguang saw that the child's pale face finally began to have expressions, including confusion, fear, and loss, and finally all turned into a gloomy silence.
"Sister, I like money, but I like my legs even more."
"..."
Youguang finally couldn't restrain himself and cried out.
From her previous life to this one, she felt that she had never been surrounded by such great sadness.
My heart was as cold as if I was soaked in the cold sea water, and there were groups of great white sharks with sharp teeth swimming around me. Everywhere there was a sense of coldness and despair.
In my previous life, when people talked about the boss's shortcomings, they always brushed it off.
Has it ever been so clear and profound?
By that time, he had already become famous.
No one will cherish the injuries and hardships he suffered in the past, and no one will want to cherish him. He is too powerful and seems to be omnipotent.
No one will love someone who is omnipotent.
For such people, scars are just medals leading to success and do not need to be cherished.
But at this moment, she was reborn and faced the boss's injuries and his pain.
Only then did she realize that unless the pain happened to herself, others would never be able to truly empathize with it.
As long as a person is human, no matter whether he is strong or weak, as long as he is still a mortal body, he will feel pain, cry, be sad, fear, and despair when he is injured.
After a good cry, Youguang thought about what she needed to do and what she could do for him at the moment.
"You'll be fine, you can definitely walk."
"Really?"
The child's dark eyes finally shone with a little light, not bright, but enough to support the rest of his life.
Youguang felt extremely lucky at this moment. Fortunately, the person in front of him was still a six-year-old child, and his trust in the world was not completely destroyed by reality.
"Yes, little Wangyue knows, right? My grandpa and uncles are very powerful doctors. I will let them work hard to cure you."
[And I.]
Youguang quietly made a promise in his heart.
It's not that she is conceited, she is indeed extremely talented when it comes to studying medicine.
In her previous life, although she was still very young when she died, her medical skills were indeed better than many doctors, even better than her grandfather, who was known as the "Master of Chinese Medicine."
It has solved many difficult and complicated diseases that even my grandfather could not solve.
…
The first thing after visiting the child, Youguang asked her grandfather Xia Rong to see the child. The second thing was to ask him to learn acupuncture from him and ask him to customize a pair of gold needles for her.
"I can customize gold needles for you, but I can't teach you the art of acupuncture yet."
Xia Rong rejected her granddaughter's request for the first time.
In the past two years, he has been teaching his granddaughter medical skills, and the more he teaches, the more frightened he becomes.
This child is truly gifted in the art of Chinese medicine. She can learn everything he teaches.
In this regard, he really hoped to teach a genius as soon as possible, but because his child was still young, he was not in a hurry to teach her everything he had learned in his life.
The teaching progress has been maintained at a certain level. Of course, compared with the general teaching progress, it is still amazing.
He taught her Chinese medicine and pulse diagnosis, but he did not teach her Chinese medicine and acupuncture.
The child is still too young and has small hands and weak strength.
Acupuncture is useless without strength.
Moreover, if a Chinese medicine practitioner wants to learn good acupuncture skills, he must first learn to find acupuncture points on his own body to insert needles.
Only by acupuncture yourself can you better experience the efficacy of acupuncture. If you don't acupuncture yourself, you won't know the effects and feelings of various acupuncture methods on the human body.
Responsible Chinese medicine doctors only give acupuncture to patients after they have become proficient in acupuncture on their own bodies.
Before leaving, he had to have thousands or tens of thousands of needles inserted into his body. He couldn't bear to let her suffer like this.
This child went to the hospital and came back eager to learn acupuncture from him.
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Are there any children who don’t know yet, but in the last life, the boss was even worse?