I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

In the cozy little room of the clinic, the sun always shines through the window onto the ground, forming golden spots, like fragments of hope, piecing together a beautiful picture. Under Chen Jue's careful care, Chen Jia's body is gradually recovering.

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone on Chen Jia's face, Chen Jue had already walked into the room with a steaming hot soup. "Sister, get up and take the medicine." His voice was soft and full of care. Chen Jia sat up sleepily, looked at the soup in her brother's hand, and frowned slightly, "Xiao Jue, this medicine is really bitter." Chen Jue smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, picked up a spoon and gently stirred the soup, "Sister, I know it's bitter, but you will get better faster after drinking the medicine. Look, you are much more energetic now than before." He said as he handed the spoon to Chen Jia's mouth. Chen Jia smiled helplessly and drank the medicine. The bitter taste made her frown. Chen Jue hurriedly handed over a piece of candied fruit, "Sister, eat this, it won't be bitter."

After drinking the medicine, Chen Jia felt better. She leaned against the head of the bed and chatted with Chen Jue. "Xiao Jue, tell me what interesting things you encountered when you were looking for medicinal materials outside? Besides the big python." Chen Jue thought for a while, and her eyes lit up. "Sister, one time we got lost in the mountains. Everyone was very anxious, but we accidentally walked into a valley. There were many exotic flowers and plants, colorful, like a fairyland. Moreover, there was a kind of luminous butterfly. They flew among the flowers. The scene was really beautiful." Chen Jia listened attentively, with a longing light in her eyes. "I really hope I can see it with my own eyes. It must be more beautiful than the scenery in the painting."

In the afternoon, the sunlight became warmer and softer. Chen Jue helped Chen Jia take a walk in the small courtyard of the clinic. There were several osmanthus trees planted in the yard. It was the season when osmanthus flowers were in full bloom, and the air was filled with the sweet fragrance of osmanthus. Chen Jia took a deep breath, "This smell is so good, I feel a lot more relaxed." Chen Jue smiled and nodded, "Yes, sister, when you are fully recovered, we can go to the mountains to have a look, maybe there will be more fun things." They walked slowly along the path in the yard. Chen Jia looked at the flowers and plants around and said to Chen Jue, "Xiao Jue, look at these flowers and plants. Although they are ordinary, each one is blooming so hard, just like us. After going through hardships, we must live well." Chen Jue held her sister's hand, "Sister, you are right. We will definitely cherish life and each other more in the future."

In the evening, Chen Jue would prepare some light but nutritious food for Chen Jia. He moved the small table to the bedside and put the food on it, "Sister, today we have your favorite steamed fish and some fresh vegetables." Chen Jia looked at the table full of food and said with a smile, "Xiao Jue, you are really getting more and more careful." They ate and talked, and Chen Jia picked up a piece of fish and put it in Chen Jue's bowl, "Xiao Jue, you should eat more too, you have been too hard during this period." Chen Jue shook his head, "Sister, I am not hard, as long as you can get better soon, everything I do is worth it."

At night, Chen Jue would stay by Chen Jia's bed until she fell asleep. Sometimes, Chen Jia would have trouble falling asleep because of the pain from her wound, so Chen Jue would sit by her bed and tell her stories softly. "Sister, let me tell you a story. Once upon a time there was a little boy who was very brave and set out on a journey to find treasure alone..." Chen Jue's voice was low and soothing, like a lullaby, which gradually relaxed Chen Jia and made her fall asleep. Looking at her sister's peaceful sleeping face, Chen Jue gently covered her with a quilt, then sat beside her, quietly watching until she fell asleep on the chair herself.

As the days passed, Chen Jia's health got better and better, and she could walk farther in the yard. One day, Chen Jue came to the yard with a kite, "Sister, what do you see? Let's fly a kite." Chen Jia looked at the kite in surprise, "Xiao Jue, where did you get it?" Chen Jue smiled and said, "I made it myself. We haven't flown a kite for a long time." They ran in the yard, and the kite flew higher and higher in the sky. Chen Jia's laughter echoed in the yard. "Xiao Jue, look how high the kite is flying, just like our hope." Chen Jue looked at her sister's happy face, and her heart was filled with happiness, "Sister, as long as you are happy, we can fly kites often in the future."

One afternoon, Chen Jia and Chen Jue were sitting on a stone bench in the yard. Chen Jia suddenly said, "Xiao Jue, this illness has made me understand a lot. I used to take some things for granted, such as health and the time we spent together. But after this, I realized how precious these things are." Chen Jue nodded, "Sister, me too. When I was looking for medicinal herbs, every time I encountered danger, I thought, as long as I can save you, I can do anything. We must live a good life in the future and never let these beautiful things slip away from us."

A few days later, Chen Jia could move around in the yard without Chen Jue's help. They sat under the osmanthus tree, and Chen Jia looked at Chen Jue with tenderness in her eyes, "Xiao Jue, you have grown up. You used to be a little boy following me, but now you can protect me." Chen Jue scratched her head a little embarrassedly, "Sister, I don't want you to get hurt, I will always protect you." At this time, a piece of osmanthus fell and landed on Chen Jia's shoulder. Chen Jue reached out to help her brush it away, "Sister, you are like this osmanthus, beautiful and gentle." Chen Jia smiled and joked, "Your little mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter. Do you have a favorite girl?" Chen Jue's face suddenly turned red, "Sister, don't talk nonsense, I just want to take good care of you now."

As Chen Jia's body further recovered, they began to discuss life after discharge. "Sister, when you are fully recovered, let's go back to the mansion and decorate your room according to your favorite style." Chen Jue said. Chen Jia's eyes lit up, "Okay, I want to put more calligraphy and paintings in the room, as well as those little things I collected." Chen Jue agreed with a smile, "No problem, sister, we can also plant more flowers in the yard, so that we can smell the fragrance of flowers every day." They looked forward to the future life, as if they had already seen that beautiful picture.

During their time at the clinic, Chen Jia and Chen Jue also got to know some other patients. There was a cute little girl who was being treated here because she broke her leg. Chen Jia and Chen Jue would often visit her and bring her some snacks. The little girl always pestered them to tell stories, and Chen Jia would tell her some beautiful mythological stories, which the little girl listened to with great interest. Chen Jue watched from the side and said to Chen Jia with a smile: "Sister, you are really good at telling stories, look how happy she is." Chen Jia smiled and replied: "Being with her, I also feel full of energy."

Once, an old doctor came to the clinic. He was good at using acupuncture to treat some difficult and complicated diseases. After Chen Jue heard about it, he went to ask him for some methods that would help Chen Jia recover. The old doctor was moved by Chen Jue's sincerity and taught him some simple acupoint massage techniques. Chen Jue studied hard and started to massage Chen Jia after returning to the room. "Sister, this old doctor said that massaging these acupoints can relieve your pain and promote blood circulation." Chen Jue said while operating carefully. Chen Jia felt her brother's intentions, "Xiao Jue, you are so nice. I am really lucky to have you."

During Chen Jia's recovery, she occasionally encountered some minor setbacks. For a few days, Chen Jia's wound became inflamed and she had a low fever. Chen Jue was anxious and stayed by her bed, constantly changing wet cloths to cool her sister down. After the doctor came to see her, he adjusted the prescription. Chen Jue looked at her sister's weak appearance and blamed herself, "Sister, it's all my fault for not taking good care of you." Chen Jia shook her head weakly, "Xiao Jue, it's not your fault, don't worry, I will get better." Under Chen Jue's careful care, Chen Jia's low fever finally subsided and her body slowly returned to normal.

As time went by, Chen Jia had basically recovered and was ready to be discharged from the hospital. Chen Jue was busy packing up. He folded his sister's clothes neatly and carefully sorted out some medicines and precautions given by the doctor. "Sister, we can finally go home. Are you happy?" Chen Jue asked with a smile on his face. Chen Jia also smiled and replied, "Of course I'm happy. I can't wait to return to our familiar place." When leaving the clinic, they said goodbye to the doctor and fellow patients one by one, and set off on the road home with full of hope and longing for future life. Along the way, Chen Jia and Chen Jue talked and laughed, as if all the suffering had become a thing of the past, and a bright future was waving to them.