hotmtlnovel Chapter 128 Returning to the Courtyard at Night, Wan Jing's Complaint
Chapter 128 Returning to the Courtyard at Night, Wan Jing's Complaint
Chapter 128 Returning to the Courtyard at Night, Wan Jing's Complaint
I. The noise subsides as I return to my courtyard at night
The excitement and commotion of the official award ceremony completely subsided, night fell, and the lights of the provincial capital's streets and alleys lit up one after another.
The clinic closed its doors and tidied up the clutter inside and outside the hall, and the day's chaos finally subsided.
Chen Shanhe, Su Wanjing, Murong Fangxiang and their entourage got into a top-of-the-line BMW and slowly drove away from the bustling city.
The car drove smoothly through the bustling streets and came to a steady stop outside the gate of the small courtyard with blue bricks.
The group got out of the car one by one and stepped into the familiar courtyard. The gate closed gently, shutting out all the outside disturbances.
The glory of receiving awards and recognition during the day, the online debates, and the troubles caused by competitors were all kept out of reach.
A gentle evening breeze caressed the courtyard, the shadows of the trees swayed softly, and the night was quiet and peaceful, having shed all the hustle and bustle of the day.
Murong Fangxiang exchanged a few casual words before turning back to her residence, leaving the two of them alone in the courtyard.
Su Wanjing gently adjusted her clothes on her shoulders, walked slowly to the stone table, and poured two cups of tea.
She lowered her eyes, her fingertips holding the teacup gently and slowly, but her heart was burdened with worries that had been building up for days.
During the day, she was always gentle and calm in front of others, never revealing any emotion. But now that no one was around, the worry in her eyes could no longer be hidden.
Her gaze silently fell on Chen Shanhe, looking at his calm and composed appearance, she felt both heartache and resentment.
Chen Shanhe sat calmly on the stone bench, his expression peaceful and serene, still maintaining a composed demeanor.
Despite facing challenges from competitors blocking his door, online rumors and smear campaigns, polarized opinions across the internet, and official visits to confer plaques, he remained steadfast in his principles.
He raised his hand, picked up the teacup, and slowly took a sip. His calm eyes showed no emotion as he quietly enjoyed the peaceful night.
He was only focused on feeling that he had a clear conscience and that he was doing good deeds with integrity, but he was completely unaware of the deep worries hidden in the hearts of those around him.
As evidenced by the poem
The daytime hustle and bustle dissipates into dust and smoke.
The courtyard is quiet and peaceful in the deep of night.
The superficiality fades, but the original intention remains.
Only the beautiful woman secretly holds his hand.
II. Recalling the turmoil, I hide my heartache.
Su Wan stood quietly in place, her gaze fixed on Chen Shanhe, who sat calmly.
All the ups and downs of these past few days vividly flashed through her mind.
Since opening his clinic to practice medicine, he has insisted on keeping drug prices low and selling medicines at affordable prices to help poor people.
This cut off the business of pharmacies, private clinics, and traditional Chinese medicine doctors throughout the city, causing everyone to band together and harbor resentment.
Later, the crowd blocked the door and caused trouble, publicly hurling insults and provocations, with every word harsh and unpleasant.
Unscrupulous online celebrities took the opportunity to secretly film him at his home and livestream, taking things out of context, distorting the truth, and maliciously spreading rumors to smear his reputation.
Netizens across the internet were misled by the rumors, and followed suit, engaging in rampant cyberbullying, indiscriminately slandering and hurling insults.
Despite having a heart full of good deeds and a desire to save people, he ended up suffering injustice, being suspected and criticized, and experiencing all sorts of unwarranted setbacks.
Thinking of these things, Su Wanjing felt a tightness in her chest and a faint soreness in her nose.
She slowly walked to the stone bench opposite Chen Shanhe, gently sat down, and unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes with her fingertips.
Her gentle brows furrowed slightly, and a barely concealed heartache welled up in her eyes. Her voice was soft and gentle, tinged with a sob.
From beginning to end, she was never afraid of a life of poverty and hardship, but she was afraid that he was too stubborn and straightforward, and that doing good deeds would only hurt himself.
Looking at Chen Shanhe, who was pure of heart, she felt both angry and aching, with a myriad of emotions stuck in her throat, unable to be expressed.
He never asked for anything in return for practicing medicine and saving lives. He had the poor people in the world in his heart, but he just didn't understand human relationships.
Being too rigid and straightforward in one's actions, lacking tact and flexibility, and having a heart full of enthusiasm and kindness, often offends others.
They bring countless troubles and hardships upon themselves, and are constantly targeted and smeared, yet they never learn to bow their heads and adapt.
As evidenced by the poem
Memories resurfaced, stirring my heart.
They endured many trials and tribulations.
A heart full of kindness is envied.
A silent heartache was hidden between her brows.
Third, speaking softly while feigning stubbornness.
Su Wanjing took a deep breath, suppressing the bitter emotions surging in her heart, and looked up at Chen Shanhe quietly.
She softened her tone, speaking gently with the concern and worry of her partner.
Her eyes held a hint of reproach, not anger, but rather a deep, unconcealed worry and concern.
Every word and sentence comes from the bottom of my heart; they are gentle and tactful, yet every sentence speaks the truth.
"Shanhe, you have always been too stubborn in your actions, with a rigid and straightforward personality, and you don't understand the slightest bit of tact and flexibility."
"You always have the poor in your heart, and you only want them to get medical treatment for the least amount of money."
"You sell medicinal herbs in large quantities at low prices, your intention is to do good deeds, but have you ever thought about what others might do?"
"You have cut off the stable livelihood of everyone in the city who makes a living by running pharmacies and practicing medicine."
She frowned slightly, her voice soft and gentle, tinged with a hint of reproach, yet every word was a heartfelt word of advice.
"People are inherently self-interested. If you cut off their livelihood, they will naturally band together, hold a grudge, and cause trouble."
"You were just trying to do good and save people, but in the end you ended up with a lot of trouble, being slandered and pointed at by others."
"You've caused so much trouble time and time again, been surrounded and targeted, suffered so much injustice for no reason, and you never understand?"
As Su Wanjing spoke, a slight moisture welled up in her eyes, and her gaze fell directly on Chen Shanhe's face.
She never objected to his medical practice and helping the poor, and she admired his benevolent heart as a doctor from the bottom of her heart.
I just don't want to see him act too impulsively and simplistically, only caring about his immediate good intentions and ignoring the social customs and relationships around him.
I don't want him to get caught up in disputes time and time again because of his stubborn nature, and to suffer criticism and malicious treatment from others.
As evidenced by the poem
Speak softly and gently from the heart.
The stubborn man doesn't understand the concept of harmony.
Good intentions backfired and caused trouble.
They have failed to live up to the expectations of a pure and virtuous person.
Fourth, I am concerned about his actions and hope they will be thorough.
As night deepened, a cool evening breeze swept through the courtyard with its blue bricks, gently stirring the steaming tea leaves rising from the stone table.
After whispering all the words that had been hidden in her heart for many days, Su Wanjing sat quietly on the stone bench and stopped talking.
Her soft eyes rested quietly on Chen Shanhe, her brows furrowed with deep worry, and her eyes held a sincere expectation.
She never wanted him to lose his original intention of practicing medicine and helping the world. She only asked that he be flexible in his actions, keep a sense of proportion in everything, and not go to extremes.
Chen Shanhe, who was holding a celadon teacup in his fingers, paused slightly upon hearing these words.
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Su Wanjing beside him, whose brows were slightly furrowed and who was full of worry. His calm emotions were stirred by the ripples that spread through his heart.
In the past, he devoted himself to studying medicine and only thought about helping poor people spend less money and get better treatment.
They only believe in their own sense of right and wrong, act rigidly and stubbornly, and never consider the survival of others.
He gazed at Su Wanjing, his eyes filled with undisguised heartache and concern. After a long silence, he slowly parted his thin lips and spoke in a low voice.
"I was only focused on treating patients and saving lives, and I wanted to help the poor and needy."
"But he was too stubborn and acted in a simple and impulsive manner, completely ignoring the livelihoods of all the doctors in the city."
"I have been so inconsiderate to make you worry about me day and night, and to suffer with me in fear and toil."
As Su Wan listened quietly to these words, the tension in her shoulders, which had been taut for many days, slowly eased, and the furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
She nodded gently, her soft gaze falling on Chen Shanhe's face, and the pent-up frustration in her heart instantly dissipated.
As long as he can understand his own true feelings, comprehend human relationships, and think things through carefully before acting in the future, that's fine.
The night was quiet and peaceful. The two sat facing each other in silence. This late-night heart-to-heart talk quietly planted a seed of reflection in Chen Shanhe's heart.
As evidenced by the poem
A sense of unease lingered by the window.
I hope you will act with tact and consideration.
The original good intentions will never change.
Let not the beauty be troubled any longer.