Chapter 19 — Sister Wants Glory, I Just Want To Buy Back The Hospital

I'm always worried that if I leave my hometown and go somewhere else, people who have met me will recognize me. But now, all those worries. Following the death of the princess, following the complete change in her appearance, they all vanished into thin air. In my head, a gentle sentence suddenly rang out. "Minh Hoa, choose what you truly want." The man leaned on the edge of the bed, his face as handsome as a painting. The faint smell of blood still lingered on his body. The fingertips were pale and pale
caressing the hair on the side of my forehead. Countless images are vague and strange, but seem like they shouldn't be strange. All at once, they flashed through my mind. I try to keep thinking. But still can't remember. People can live one life again. It's such a strange thing that it's completely contrary to common sense. I still feel it. That's probably not because I'm lucky. Nor is it just a coincidence. I always have a feeling. I remembered something wrong. Or forgot something. However, even if we try
Try to think more carefully. Still can't remember. I only see one truth. The princess is dead. Sister's face has changed. My hospital is about to be redeemed. All the things we used to worry about and fear. They are all leaving us little by little. And all the things we've ever wanted and desired. Everything is gradually becoming closer and closer at hand. Sister A sat down next to me, muttering dreamily: "Sister A teaches A Hoa to write." So that A Hoa's writing is even more beautiful than sister's. "That's the only thing.
best. Regardless of whether it was a previous life or this life. She once taught me. To this day, she still remembers. I gently turned away. I don't want to see her anymore. The wind blew the window open. The cold wind makes my eyes sting. Not long after, the big brother discovered that she had secretly run out and rushed to take her away. Before walking out the door. She took off her coat, impatiently, tried to put it in my hand and said: "It's snowing... it's cold... A Hoa wears it." "The clothes are beautiful... A Hoa wears them beautifully..." I remember the day she pretended to be
illness to enter menstruation. All brocade, clothing and jewelry. She quickly stuffed it all into my hands. At that time. She also said the same thing: "A Hoa is beautiful, wearing it will look even better." For so many years. In her heart, she was jealous of me. Again and again, the instinct of love that a sister has for her younger sister is mixed in countless times. After big brother and sister left. The two of them went on forever to Zhangzhou. Since then there has been absolutely no news. I fell seriously ill. After many days of unconsciousness. Until you wake up. I suddenly heard it
People in the village mentioned a story. Chancellor Tu Le Giam, Duke Wei. Because of the serious illness for many years, the medicine was ineffective. Passed away. Wei Huai'an died in the spring. Lord Wei of the previous life. The person who until my death is still healthy and has infinite glory. But in this life. It is rare to have a chronic illness for many years. I always feel pain in my chest. There are times, for no reason at all. My heart hurts like it was cut by a knife. But I can't understand it
Why. One day. While cleaning the hospital. We accidentally found a fragrant bag embroidered with bunches of young elm fruits. Spring has come. The leaves of the elm tree outside the medical shop are becoming greener and lusher. It's another new year. On the scented bag. The needle and thread lines are still somewhat clumsy. But one stitch at a time. All extremely serious and careful. I looked at it blankly. Until outside the window, it gradually became dark. Elm tree leaves rustle in the wind. I suddenly fell down next to the window. Countless memories. Following the sound of the wind rushing in
into my head.27I see past lives. It's the previous life after I died. The morning of my birthday. Wei Huai An braved the wind and rain, did not rest day or night, and hurriedly returned to the capital. In his hand. Hold tightly the fragrant bag embroidered with bunches of young elm fruits. The needle line is still clumsy. But every stitch is extremely serious. Until returning to the palace. The first thing he saw. It's because my body just got cold. That day. Wei Huai'an, who has been gentle and courteous for so many years. One more time
crazy again. He holds a long sword. Kill my big brother and sister. Then he carried the long sword that was still dripping with blood. Rush straight into the princess palace. The princess at that time was seriously ill and bedridden. We haven't waited for Wei Huai'an to act yet. She died from extreme fear. The capital was shocked.