Chapter 14 — From now on, mountains and rivers do not match each other

There are injuries that, once caused, will forever be irreparable.

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After that time, Luc Tram Chu didn't come to look for me anymore. But every day he asked the flower shop to send a bunch of mugwort - our starting point, which was also the end. Nhan Hoa Duong's patient discovered that Dr. Khuong had become very taciturn. Teacher Tan secretly asked me: "Have you had an argument with Mr. Luc?" I shook my head: "It's over." The old man sighed and didn't ask any more questions. Lam Da knew the truth and angrily wanted to go find Luc Tram Chu to settle the matter, but I stopped him.

“It's not necessary,” I said, “Let's just say… just had a dream.”

But after waking up from the dream, my heart still hurts. Late at night a month later, the emergency phone rang. The city hospital called, saying there was a serious injury that they assigned me to treat. Running to the hospital, seeing the person lying on the hospital bed, I was stunned. It's Luc Man. There were wounds all over her body, the most serious was a stab wound in the abdomen, and she lost too much blood.

“Doctor Khuong,” the treating doctor whispered, “She said she only trusts you.”

I changed into surgical clothes and entered the operating room. Luc Man was still conscious, seeing me, tears welled up.

“Sorry…” She whispered, “I lied to you…”

The surgery lasted six hours. She kept her life, but her uterus had to be removed. On the third day after surgery, she could talk, the first thing was to find me.

"That medical examination report," she said while crying, "I forged it. Your old report was swapped by me, you actually... are completely capable of giving birth."

I felt like I was struck by lightning.

“Why…”

“Because I love him,” she closed her eyes, “I'm crazy in love. I thought that as long as we didn't have children, one day he would come back to me.”

“So Tinh Vu and Tinh Nguyet…”

“It's a surrogate mother, but Tram Chu doesn't know that she can give birth.” She gasped, "I bribed the doctor, told him that you were born infertile, and advised you to find a surrogate mother. He didn't want you to be sad, so he hid it from you..."

When the truth came out, I just felt ridiculous. The five-year knot, the five-year torment, turned out to be a meticulously orchestrated scam.

"Now he knows," Luc Man said, "I told him. He went to find that doctor to confront him, and on the way back, he had a car accident..."

I stood up suddenly: "What car accident?!"

“On the highway, to avoid a truck, crashed into a barrier.” The nurse next to him said in a low voice, "Mr. Lu is in the ICU, in a coma for three days."

I rushed out the door, running all the way to the ICU room. Through the glass, I saw Luc Tram Chu with breathing tubes all over his body, lying motionless. The doctor said there was a blood clot in his brain and he might not wake up again.

“If you want,” the doctor said, “You can try acupuncture to stimulate consciousness. But there is not much hope.”

I changed into sterile clothes and entered the hospital room. Holding his cold hand, I took out the silver needles I brought with me. One Bach Hoi needle, two Than Dinh needles, three Ban Than needles... I poured all my knowledge, all my emotions, into these needles.

“Luc Tram Chu,” I said softly, “If you dare not wake up, I will take the children to remarry, so that they My brother calls someone else dad."

His fingers moved slightly. It's very light, but I can feel it.

“You heard that, right?” Tears fell from my eyes, "Then wake up quickly, explain to me yourself, apologize to the children yourself..."

That day, I stayed in the ICU for eight hours. Do acupuncture three times, each time exhausting your energy. At ten o'clock in the evening, the heart rate on the monitor suddenly fluctuated. And then, I saw his eyelashes, fluttering slightly.