Rebirth: Ordinary Life and Living

"Goudan, Goudan, Goudan..."

Accompanied by a burst of shrill shouts, the sound was like thunder rolling into her ears, waking Zhou Xinyue up from her deep sleep one after another.

Zhou Xinyue slowly and with difficulty opened her eyes. The scene in front of her seemed to be spinning. Zhou Xinyue blinked and opened her eyes slowly and barely could see the woman in front of her. She saw a young face slowly appearing before her eyes.

She looked worried and anxious as she grabbed Zhou Xinyue's shoulders, shaking her desperately and calling out the name "Goudan" anxiously.

When Zhou Xinyue slowly came to her senses, she unconsciously protected her left forehead with her hand. She slowly moved her hand away from her forehead and found that her hand was covered in blood. The blood slowly dripped down her face. The sticky blood flowed into Zhou Xinyue's left eye, making it impossible for her to open her left eye. She felt very tired.

"It hurts, why is my forehead bleeding, doctor, I..."

"Goudan, what are you talking about? Come, I'll help you sit down, come."

The girl in front of me was dressed simply with black patches on her cuffs. Her eyes were full of anxiety. She was holding Zhou Xinyue with difficulty and dragging her aside.

"Where is this? I, I...why am I here?"

The girl used all her strength to drag Zhou Xinyue to the side, made her lean against a pillar, and took a tattered piece of clothing and put it on her.

After Zhou Xinyue sat down, with her back against the pillar, she struggled to put her head in the most comfortable position, and looked at the girl in front of her while trying to endure the discomfort.

The girl had tears in her eyes. She gently used her hands to push away the blood-stained hair on Zhou Xinyue's face and gently wiped the sticky blood around Zhou Xinyue's left eye with her sleeve.

The girl wiped the wound while crying, "Goudan, you're okay, that's great, that's great, that's great, you're okay, you...you're okay, that's great, that's great, that's great..."

After wiping the blood around her left eye, the girl in front of her kept talking happily, holding Zhou Xinyue's hand tightly, and kept muttering to herself.

Zhou Xinyue's hand was slightly hurt by her grip. The girl in front of her looked only about thirteen or fourteen years old. Her childish face and small eyes were full of worry for Zhou Xinyue.

Zhou Xinyue paused for a moment, looked at the little girl in a simple blue-gray dress, and asked in confusion: "Who are you? Little sister, are you a nurse?"

The little girl looked at Zhou Xinyue worriedly and asked in confusion: "What? What clothes? Goudan, what are you talking about? What clothes? I don't understand? Are you confused?"

Zhou Xinyue stared at her with lifeless eyes and said, "It's not a costume, it's a nurse? Nurse? A nurse!"

After hearing this, the girl anxiously grabbed Zhou Xinyue's hand and said, "Goudan, please don't scare me, okay, Goudan, please don't scare me, I don't understand what you are saying."

Zhou Xinyue slowly came back to her senses and looked at the young girl in front of her. The clothes she was wearing were indeed different from mine. It seemed to be ancient costume, not modern one.

His heart tightened, his head buzzed, he looked at her nervously, then looked at himself, and found that he was naked.

Except for a piece of rag on the shoulder, it looked like a complete piece of clothing that was torn and barely draped over Zhou Xinyue's shoulders. The scene at the moment made Zhou Xinyue confused.

Zhou Xinyue thought to herself: Am I not having surgery? I remember that I needed to have a brain tumor surgery. Although before the surgery, the doctor repeatedly told me and my family that this surgery was very difficult and the success rate was relatively low, it was not a 100% failure rate, but there was a certain success rate. As for how successful it was, it all depended on God’s will.

Zhou Xinyue remembers that she discussed the matter with her family for a long time. Her father wanted to have surgery so that she could at least have a certain hope of survival. However, her mother was very opposed to it because she knew that the operation was very dangerous and if it failed, they would lose their only daughter.

Mom and Dad argued for a long time about this matter. In the end, they gave the choice to Zhou Xinyue and let Zhou Xinyue make the final decision.

Zhou Xinyue remembers her mother crying and saying, "Daughter, you have to think carefully. This operation is very, very dangerous. If it fails, we may never see you alive again. Mom doesn't want to be separated from you. Daughter, you must think carefully. Mom doesn't want to lose you. You are my only daughter!"

Zhou Xinyue still remembers her father yelling angrily and anxiously, "If you don't do this operation, you will definitely die. If you do it, at least you still have a glimmer of hope. If you don't do it, you will just have to wait for death. Daughter, Daddy can't bear to part with you, and Daddy is also worried about you. However, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, Daddy doesn't want to give up. Daddy doesn't want to give up this only chance. Daughter, Daddy hopes you can live."

After saying these words, Dad covered his face with his hands, and the corners of his mouth finally couldn't help twitching. Looking at his heartbroken parents, and seeing their hair turning silver due to Zhou Xinyue's illness, Zhou Xinyue felt heartbroken. After pondering for a long time, Zhou Xinyue finally made a decision and agreed to the surgery.

The moment Zhou Xinyue made the decision, her mother burst into tears and hugged her. She complained to Zhou Xinyue and cried, "My daughter, my daughter, my silly daughter, what if you fail? My daughter, mom is afraid..."

Seeing her parents' sad faces, Zhou Xinyue herself was also heartbroken. Zhou Xinyue knew that her decision might bring hope to her family, or perhaps, it would bring despair. No one knew what would happen in the future. At least Zhou Xinyue was willing to give it a try, just in case, she succeeded!

Zhou Xinyue still vaguely remembers that when she was lying down and being pushed into the operating room by the nurse, her parents were anxiously cheering her up. Her mother cried and said, "Yue'er, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Mom is waiting for you outside until you come out safely. Don't be afraid."

Dad also frowned and said anxiously: "Xiaoyue, don't be afraid, do you hear me? Dad is waiting for you outside. When your operation is successful, Dad will take you to eat hot pot. Let's eat your favorite spicy hot pot together."

Zhou Xinyue smiled and nodded, praying in her heart that the operation would be successful. Because Zhou Xinyue was going to eat spicy hot pot with her parents, she prayed that the operation would be successful.

With the dazzling light and the effect of anesthetic, Zhou Xinyue gradually fell asleep.

Zhou Xinyue never expected that when she woke up, her head would be broken and there would be a little girl in front of her.

Zhou Xinyue was sitting there in a daze, lost in memories of the period before the operation. Suddenly, a vase fell to her right. The sharp sound of the vase breaking pulled her out of her memories and back into reality.

Zhou Xinyue was suddenly startled by the sound of a vase breaking. She looked in the direction where the vase fell and saw several people quarreling over there.

Not far away, there were two people standing in the middle of the room, a man and a woman.

The man in front is very tall, looks very straight from the back, and is shirtless. He is arguing with the woman in front of him, and his voice sounds like that of a young man.