Chapter 10 — Life Changing Pill

The healer was silent for a moment: "I owe your grandmother a favor." I was stunned. My grandmother passed away when I was very young. In my memory, she always carried a bamboo basket to the mountains to pick medicine, then brought it back to cook soup for the people in the village. The healer said that many years ago, he fell ill and collapsed on the side of the road, and it was his grandmother who saved him. Later, he learned some strange talents and immediately wanted to return the favor.

“I originally wanted to give you two sisters a chance to move forward.”

“Unexpectedly…”

He didn't finish his sentence. I shook my head: "You don't have to blame yourself. The opportunity has come to you, how we use it is our problem." The healer looked at me and suddenly smiled: "You are much more stable than your previous life." My heart fluttered: "You know?"

“Know a little.”

He said nonchalantly.

“People who die before they close their eyes have too much resentment, and sometimes they will break the door of time.”

“You two sisters are back, that is the cause, and also the effect.”

I won't ask any more. There are some things that even knowing the answer won't change anything. After eating the bowl of noodles, the healer stood up and left. Before leaving, he gave me a small cloth bag. Inside is a very ordinary piece of peace jade (peaceful jade).

“Left from my grandmother.”

“She told me that if one day I saw my niece again, I would leave it to her.”

I clutched the pearl of peace tightly, my eyes stinging. Over the years, I thought I had gotten used to not having relatives. It turns out there is still someone who has been away for a very, very long time, still looking out for me and worrying about me. The healer left, and I returned to the hospital. Just had an emergency. The surgery lasted from afternoon until night. I stood for 6 hours straight, so tired that I couldn't straighten my back. But when walking out of the operating room, the patient's family bowed before me: "Thank you, doctor." I suddenly felt that it was okay to be a little tired. This time, I don't have any magic medicine to help me. I will be tired, I will be sleepy, I will find it difficult. But every step truly belongs to me. On the 10th anniversary, I went for a general health check-up. The report shows that all indicators are normal. The effect of the white pill has really disappeared. My weight started to change a bit, my face was no longer as shiny as when I was 20 years old. Very faint wrinkles appeared at the corners of my eyes. But looking at myself in the mirror, I smiled. This is what a human being should look like. Also that day, the prison hospital called. Tham Tri Thu wants to see me. The staff there said: "Her health condition is very poor, her psychology is also unstable. She said there are words that if she doesn't say it now, I'm afraid she won't have another chance." Holding the phone in my hand, I pondered for a long time. In the end, I still decided to go. Not because of softness. But I wanted to see with my own eyes how pathetic the nightmare that had haunted me for two lifetimes had become. 13. The visiting room of the prison hospital is very cold. When Tham Tri Thu was pushed out, I almost didn't recognize it. Only in his thirties, but he looks twenty years older. Her hair was thin and thin, her cheeks were deeply sunken, and the backs of her hands were covered in bruises from injections. Seeing me, his eyes flashed: "Second sister." I sat on the other side of the glass, picked up the receiver: “You want it say what?” It stared at me for a long moment: “I'm okay. Ten years have passed, I'm really okay." I nodded: “Yes.” He smiled, a bitter smile: "It turns out it was really my fault." This statement came too late. I didn't reply. He kept saying to himself: “I always thought that you won thanks to the black pill. Later, when I stole the black pill, I thought I could finally win.”

“But I still lost.”

“I risk my life staying up late, risk my life to make money, risk my life to make others like me.”

“But the more I risk my life, the more scared I become.”

“Afraid to stop, afraid that no one will look at me, afraid that you will stand on me again.”

Tears fell down his cheeks.

“Big sister, I'm so tired.”

I calmly looked at it: "If you're tired, rest." It froze a bit. Then he cried even harder: "Why didn't you understand this before?"

“Living like a normal person, getting a good night's sleep, and eating a hot meal is actually very good.”

I said nothing. It finally understood. But the price to pay is the lives of two human lives. Tham Tri Thu raised his hand to wipe away his tears: "I dreamed about my past life. Dreaming that you pushed me into that medical incident. Dreaming of seeing you collapsed in a pool of blood but still looking at me with wide eyes." His voice trembled: "Second sister, I'm sorry." I held the receiver tightly, my fingertips not shaking: "I don't forgive." Its face was pale. I continued: "You can repent, you can regret, you can pray for peace of mind."

“But I have no obligation to wash away your sins.”

“Tham Tri Thu, I came to see you, just wanted to tell you one thing.

From today onwards, you will never influence me again.” It looked at me blankly. I put down the receiver and stood up. It suddenly hit the glass: "Second sister!" I stopped. He cried and asked me: "If we could do it again, could we... not be like this?" I turned my head to look at it: “Impossible. Because it was done again, you still chose to harm me.” As soon as that sentence ended, his whole body seemed to be drained of its last strength, slowly collapsing into the wheelchair. I turned and left. Stepping out of the prison hospital gate, the sunlight was shining brightly. I stood in front of the gate, took a deep breath. The phone rang and it was the Dean calling: “Tri Ha, the city is organizing a medical team to support the western mountains for half a year. The conditions are a bit extreme, but we are in dire need of a surgeon. Do you want to consider it?” I smiled: "I'll go." The dean was stunned: "Accept so quickly? Didn't you think any more?"

“No need to think.

Now my health is good, my mood is also good, it is very suitable to do some useful things. The other end of the phone laughed and scolded the demon: "Okay, your enlightenment is so high that it scares people." I hung up the phone and reached out to touch the pearl of peace around my neck. Ten years ago, when I was just reborn, my heart was filled with only hatred. I want to win, I want revenge, I want Tham Tri Thu to experience all the bitterness. But until today, I suddenly realized that the perfect counterattack is not trampling her into the mud. It's that I myself have truly escaped her dark mire. I don't become a disease in her mouth. Nor will it become one Director Tham is so burdened by responsibility that he can't breathe like in his previous life. I am Tham Tri Ha. You will be tired, you will be in pain, you will get old. But I am alert, free, and always moving forward. On the day we left to go up the western mountains, Ms. Ly came to see me off. Her hair has turned a lot of gray, but is still as gentle as ever.

“Tri Ha, have a safe journey.”

I hugged her: "Miss, thank you very much." She gently patted my back: "Thank you for what, you inherently deserve a good life." When the plane took off, I looked out the window at the clouds. Suddenly remembering that summer, the healer pushed the white pill towards me. Tham Tri Thu thought that was my path to death. But she didn't know: Sugar is never in the pills. The road is under your feet. I closed my eyes, smiled softly and said: "Grandma, this time I won't get lost anymore." The sunlight shining through the window landed on my face, warm and bright. A new life, now truly begins. RUN OUT OF.