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Chap 5: [AHOE] - Doctor (3)
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2022-08-09 03:03:37- So that's how it is.
That's it. That's it.I sorted out my confusion, tried to calm down and asked:- Why did you come here to tell this story?- I want to review the treatment notes.I was angry in my heart, I didn't watch it then, what's the point of watching it now?- It's been five years. All have been destroyed.He was stunned for a moment, trying to continue:- Or do you search a little, maybe there is still something left?- There's nothing left. - I said ironically, looking at his slowly sinking face.Finally he politely said a few words to me and left.I leaned back in my chair, rubbed my temples, and closed my eyes in annoyance.
The curtains fluttered open again.What happened in the past, why is it still as clear as it was recently?- Doctor, the second wish is a bit wild...
- She said go.- All medical records about me, give me.Really all? – Looking at the notebook, the recording pen on the table, she asked. Seeing me nod, she smiled bitterly:- A whole life, but only these few pages. – Then she put everything in the sink, flooded with water. In a panic, I asked:- What do you do?- Doctor, you gave it to me, let me go.I stared blankly at the smudged pages in ink. But she still didn't see enough, continued to wring it out like a towel, twisting it to shreds.- I think it's okay. In the accident that day, I didn't think I could survive, moreover, my last wish was to make him happy. Now consider that I have died in an accident, and she is the person he loves later, I know that he is happy, and it is also considered satisfied. Now everyone is willing, don't keep anything in your heart, just forget it. My story never needs to be repeated, okay?- ...- Doctor?- Is that the third condition?- Yes, it's the last one.- Okay.- Forget it, thank you, goodbye.I opened my eyes, watching the darkness gradually creep into the sky in front of me, feeling a little unstable.
- Coc! Coc! There were two knocks on the door, along with my name being called. I softly said:The door isn't locked, come in.- The person who just left was your patient? Is he okay? – As soon as Murakami entered, he asked. I am a bit uneasy asking:- What happened, what happened?- It's okay, because he's your old patient, I just wanted to ask about it.- When are you? What's wrong with him? – I relaxed the questioner.- About six years ago, melancholy was quite severe, prone to depression. His wife was in a deep coma for three months after the accident when he couldn't bear to go to the clinic. Six months later, I had to go abroad to exchange, remember, at that time I also brought the documents to you, but he said he would not come anymore. Why is he here now?- Nothing, not sick, just ask me something.- I guess so. The mood was much better than the unfinished life form, dying could not make others want to be melancholy at that time. I don't know if his wife is still there?- Woke up from an accident.- That's too good. – He said, hearing the phone ring across the room, patted me on the shoulder and left.I didn't tell him, she survived the accident, but not the disaster.Not anymore.I couldn't help but open the file on my computer, go to the "2014" folder to find a name, click open. A voice very hoarse, seemingly powerless resounded:“It was the tenth year we met. She's been with me for ten years. How many ten years are there in a person's life? But that day, the moment the wheels screeched to cling to the road, when everything in front of her eyes was spinning, she jumped up and hugged me tightly, wanting to spend all the remaining years on her body. I. In that infinitely long moment, like a living shield, the frail body wrapped itself above me, buckling down to take in the countless shards of broken glass that ferociously ravaged space. Don't let go of your hand until the car comes to a stop. The horror passed, when she fell to her knees on my shoulder, a liquid that wasn't clear whether it was blood or cold sweat soaked her whole body, half awake and half asleep. However, as soon as she was held in my arms, she still smiled when she saw me. Not aware of the pain, just realizing the moment of separation, still smiling like that, ten years unchanged, no resentment, no regrets, no problems, just like the beginning, such a gentle heart. She said to me, "Be happy", a sentence as light as a feather, and then passed out. I was in pain, I couldn't breathe. What should I do to…”
I quickly turned it off, unable to hear any more choked, trembling voice that made the listener feel equally heavy. He was really suffering.I have two mixed emotions in my heart. Sad for her. Sad for him.Well, there's also grief for them.But, it doesn't make any sense anymore.It's been a long time, and it's still lingering in my heart.I think, today he suddenly came here, certainly not without reason.Again, without warning, a malicious gloom arose in his heart.The person who can misunderstand the girl who has loved him for ten years, can't really make me completely pity. Maybe he just wanted to ease his guilt, make up for that girl, and didn't really care who she was. Ten years of not turning back is wrong, but turning back later is even more wrong.Forgive me for my narrow-mindedness, Erin. I was content she wouldn't tell. Thing…tell him, make him suffer to death,or not tell him, let him live his whole life in that fake happiness,It's all a punishment.The punishment he deserves.***- Erin… Lewis... – The typing hand finally stopped and said:- Oh, I see, you used to use our clinic five years ago, right?- There was a Ruo Fan used.- Huh?The same face sat in the sunlight, but I knew it wasn't her.
- Who are you again? - I said coldly.- I don't know what she told you, but I'm Erin Lewis.- You have heard her story, just listen to my story to be objective.When I heard her say that, I suddenly remembered the old conversation between me and that man."I've heard the other girl's story, you should also listen to this girl's story to be able to make an objective judgment..."I understand how he felt then. No need to be objective. There's really no need to be objective. Objective consideration is only necessary when the balance in the heart has not been decided yet.But I still let her tell. Maybe, just to listen to that voice a little longer.Related chapters
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