freenovelworld Chapter 708 His God
Chapter 708 His God
Huang Sumu's life has undergone earth-shattering changes in just a few days.
His father was a well-known barefoot doctor in the surrounding villages. Growing up surrounded by medicine, he developed a strong interest in it from a young age and showed great talent for it. His father went to great lengths to pull strings and send him to a clinic in the city as an apprentice.
He did not disappoint his father's expectations. Because of Dr. Chen's appreciation and his willingness to teach him everything he knew, he began practicing medicine at the age of eighteen. Now, having just come of age, he has already gained some fame.
For the past twenty years, he had lived a life of almost perfect success, without encountering any major setbacks. His studies went smoothly, and even his marriage was a breeze. He had always thought that his life would continue to be so smooth, and that any troubles he might have were nothing more than some intractable problems that he couldn't solve.
But there are unforeseen circumstances.
He never dreamed he would suffer such a calamity. Watching helplessly as his grandmother and elder brother were stabbed, and him, his father, and his wife were taken away, it was impossible not to panic. He had even prepared for the worst; falling into the hands of these bandits, what good would come of it? But he was unwilling to accept it. A sliver of fearless courage rose within him—at worst, he would die. But sometimes, what people fear most isn't when they will die, but rather how their family will be treated during that waiting period.
His mother died early, and his father was responsible for raising him and his older brother. His grandparents took care of them diligently. The family wasn't wealthy, but there was no discord among them. But now, his father, his wife, and he had all fallen into the hands of evil people, and his grandmother and older brother were injured and their fates were unknown. How could he accept this?
Since arriving here, he has been suffering almost every moment.
Until Miss Lu appeared, she was truly like a goddess. First, she told him that his grandmother and elder brother were safe, then she took him to save Young Master Lin, who might have caused the deaths of all of them, and then she saved his wife.
A person only has one life, but in that short half-day, he felt as if she had given him several lives.
That was the life of his whole family.
These are all out of gratitude.
What truly shocked him were those two life-or-death surgeries, which seemed to open up a whole new world for him. For the first time, he realized that people could be saved in this way.
You can actually save people like this!
That soul-shaking feeling transformed into boiling blood and a pounding heart, as if it had cleansed his entire being! It was a profound shock that he could not forget even in death, a soul-stirring experience reminiscent of the line from the book, "If I hear the Way in the morning, I may die content in the evening."
He was surprised and frightened at the first blow of the knife, but as he became immersed in the process, he was also captivated and eager.
A strong ambition to do the same.
She actually saw his ambition.
Huang Sumu could barely suppress the violent beating of his heart in his chest. The moment his gaze was fully focused, he looked up at his god.
The moment Lu Yangyang understood the look in his eyes, she smiled knowingly.
He did indeed understand her feelings.
It was the feeling of reverence she had for the scalpel after she truly understood it.
Only in this way can you hold the knife firmly in your hand.
Lu Yangyang washed the knife she had just used and handed it to him. "Remember the weight of this knife. It protected the most important person in your life. From now on, how many people it saves will depend on you."
"Your disciple will remember your teachings, Master." Huang Sumu stretched out his hands and held the thin blade.
The candles on the ground had mostly burned out, and footsteps could be faintly heard outside the door.
The girls instinctively tensed up.
Lu Yangyang turned to look at them and lowered her voice, "I will get you out of here."
The girls stared in shock.
Lu Yangyang didn't say anything more.
There was a knock at the door.
Lu Yangyang got up, walked to the door, opened it, and there came Da Mao, who had brought her there. He still smelled a little alcohol, but not too much.
He raised the lantern and saw that Lu Yangyang's clothes were soaked with blood, and his eyes widened in surprise.
Lu Yangyang smiled brightly at him, "Originally, Sister Jiuying promised to move my sister to another place, but unfortunately, her injuries are too severe. I barely managed to save her life, and she probably can't be moved. I'll talk to Sister Jiuying about this, and we won't move the place. Let her stay here for a couple of days. I see there are quite a few people here, so we can take care of her. We'll move her to another place after we finish attending Sister Jiuying's wedding!"
Da Mao, having drunk a little, was already slightly tipsy and dazzled by her smile. He couldn't hear what she was saying, only hearing her repeatedly address her as "Sister Jiu Ying." How could just anyone call someone they helped by that name? This girl was no ordinary person; no wonder she was the one who saved Young Master Lin.
Da Mao nodded hurriedly: "Miss is right, we will do as you say. It's getting late, and Young Master Lin still needs people. I'll come and take you back."
Lu Yangyang turned to look inside the house. "Su Mu, let's go."
Then he said to the girls, "Please, sisters, take care of Rong'er. I'll bring her medicine and come see her again tomorrow."
Although Huang Sumu was reluctant, he knew that now was not the time.
Meeting his master was already a blessing from heaven, so he must remain calm.
He nodded gently, carefully picked up the small cloth bag soaked in blood, and quietly tucked it into his arms.
Then, with his head bowed and eyes lowered, he followed Lu Yangyang out of the cabin.
Lu Yangyang followed Da Mao back. When they reached the side near the lake, Lu Yangyang took out a gold hairpin from her bag and handed it to Da Mao. "Brother, my clothes are stained with blood. I want to find a place by the lake to burn them. Can you wait for me for another fifteen minutes?"
Da Mao's eyes lit up when he saw the gold hairpin that Lu Yangyang had stuffed into his hand.
This is good stuff!
I thought getting a small bag of silver would be a good result, but I didn't expect to get a hairpin too, and a solid one at that. It could probably be sold for several dozen taels of silver!
He hurriedly hid the hairpin in his sleeve, smiling obsequiously, "No problem, no problem. I'll keep watch for you here. Go quickly and come back soon. If anyone asks, I'll take care of them for you."
"Thank you." Lu Yangyang smiled at him, then turned and walked towards the lake.
Huang Sumu followed quietly behind her.
The lakeside was unusually quiet in the dead of night. A patrolman vaguely spotted them and tried to ask, but was quickly dismissed by Da Mao.
Lu Yangyang and Huang Sumu walked all the way to the lakeside.
Many trees of varying heights grow along the lake, but since it is early spring, they are just beginning to sprout and most of them still look like dead wood.
Lu Yangyang found a sturdy tree and used it as cover to first take off her blood-stained coat, light it with a tinderbox, and then take out a cleaver from the bottom of her medicine box.
She spotted a piece of broken wood nearby, chopped it into several even pieces with a cleaver, then dug out wooden nails and quickly nailed the pieces together, making a very simple little coffin.
"Collect him first, then take him back for a proper burial. It's a way of showing that he's lived in this world. Tell him you'll take him home."