The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

Inside the ward, the lights were dim and soft, but they could hardly dispel the heaviness and uneasiness in the air.

Li Yue sat on the edge of the bed, his hands tightly clasped, his eyes never leaving his mother's pale face.

Every minute and every second seemed to be a silent torture of her, making her heart feel as if it was being weighed down by a heavy stone, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Her mother's breathing was weak and rapid, and her occasional cough was enough to make Li Yue's heart tighten. She was afraid that this was a sign that her mother was about to wake up, but she was also afraid that this was just the calm before the storm.

She recalled the scene when she found her mother, and a chill ran down her spine.

My mother was in tattered clothes and covered with bruises. Her eyes, which were once as gentle as water, were closed tightly, as if they never wanted to open again.

At that moment, Li Yue's world seemed to collapse. All her anger, fear, and helplessness intertwined together, turning into an unstoppable force, driving her to seek justice for her mother.

The diary in my hand has a yellowed cover and worn edges, but it seems to carry endless secrets and pain.

Li Yue took a deep breath and slowly turned the pages. Every page recorded her mother's experiences and struggles over the years.

Between the lines is the mother's desire for freedom, her longing for her family, and her silent accusation against the abusers.

She saw the dark days when her mother was imprisoned and the torture methods used by her mother, neither human nor ghost, and tears blurred her eyes.

"Mom, don't worry, I will never let you suffer in vain." Li Yue swore secretly in his heart, with unprecedented firmness and determination flashing in his eyes.

She gently stroked the back of her mother's hand, trying to convey a little warmth and strength, even though her mother couldn't feel it at the moment.

In the following days, Li Yue stayed in the ward almost every step of the way.

She took good care of her mother, paying attention to every detail, from feeding medicine, wiping her body to massaging her.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, she would speak softly to her mother, telling her about interesting things at home, hoping that these words could reach her mother's dreams and give her mother some comfort.

Although her mother is still in a coma, Li Yue believes that maternal love and persistence will eventually bring about a miracle.

And that diary became an important clue for her to investigate the truth and find evidence.

She read it word by word, not missing any details, and at the same time contacted lawyers to bring those who hurt her mother to justice.

Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, she would sit alone in the corridor outside the ward, flipping through the pages in the dim light, the anger in her heart spreading like wildfire, uncontrollable.

"How dare they! How dare they treat an innocent old man like this!" Li Yue clenched his fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, but he didn't feel the pain at all.

She knows that this battle is not just for her mother, but for all those who have suffered injustice like her mother.

She wants to let the perpetrators know that justice may be late, but it will never be absent.

As time went by, my mother's condition gradually stabilized. Although she has not fully awakened yet, her vital signs have become stable.

Li Yue's efforts were not in vain. Her persistence and dedication seemed to have built a solid line of defense for her mother, resisting external intrusion and harm.

Finally one day, when the first ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and shone into the ward, my mother slowly opened her eyes.

At that moment, Li Yue's tears burst out, and all her worries, fears, and anger turned into endless joy and relief.

She held her mother's hand tightly, as if she wanted to pass all her love and strength to her.

"Mom, you're awake! You're finally awake!" Li Yue said with a sob, tears and smiles intertwined together to form the most beautiful picture in the world.

She has woken up, but still cannot speak, and has to continue treatment. Only when her mother can speak can the truth be revealed.

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In this hidden place in the southeast of Xia Country stands a world-famous high-end golf course.

This is not only a place for business elites and celebrities to compete in golf, but also a symbol of the perfect fusion of natural beauty and modern luxury.

Surrounded by mountains, the emerald green golf course seems to be a green carpet carefully laid by nature, inlaid under the blue sky and white clouds. Every swing of the club seems to outline a flowing picture between heaven and earth.

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and falls on the court. The golden light and the green grass complement each other, creating a warm and noble atmosphere.

In the distance, the mountains shrouded in mist are looming, like a fairyland, making people feel relaxed and happy and forget the hustle and bustle of the world.

The middle-aged man is wearing a custom-made sportswear. The main color of the suit is deep navy blue. The cut is fitted and the lines are smooth. It shows his muscular figure while maintaining a low-key luxury.

The golden badge on his chest gleamed slightly in the sun. It was the exclusive logo for VIP members of the stadium, highlighting his extraordinary identity and status.

His hair was carefully groomed, slightly messy but still elegant, and his eyes revealed a calmness and depth that came from having experienced the vicissitudes of life.

The woman standing next to him had a completely different style.

She was wearing a tight dress, which was mainly bright red. The low-cut design revealed a large area of ​​snow-white skin, and the tight cut outlined her graceful figure, which was extremely charming.

Her makeup is delicate, with heavy eye makeup and bright red lipstick on her lips. She exudes seductive charm with every step she takes, as if she is a glamorous woman who walked out of an old Shanghai movie.

From time to time, she let out clear and pleasant laughter, adding a bit of worldly noise to the quiet stadium.

However, in this seemingly harmonious picture, there lies an unknown indifference and alienation.

Every time the middle-aged man swung the club, although his movements were standard and graceful, his eyes revealed an indescribable emptiness and fatigue.

"Is everything arranged? I hope my wife's luck has turned around." His voice was low and powerful, as if he was talking about an ordinary business cooperation rather than the life and death of his wife.

The assistant nodded quickly, his tone full of respect: "Yes, it has been arranged. We have contacted the best hospital here to ensure that Madam can receive the most professional treatment. At the same time, I have also arranged a special car to be on standby at any time to ensure that the transfer process is foolproof."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, seeming to be quite satisfied with the arrangement, but there was still no expression on his face.

He turned and walked towards the rest area, his steps steady and powerful, each step seemed to declare his authority and arrogance.

In the lounge area, a large leather sofa quietly waits for its owner.

Next to the sofa, there is an exquisite coffee table, on which are placed fresh fruits, iced drinks and a detailed map of the stadium.