Chapter 69: This is simply a miracle

Just when everyone thought the woman wouldn't wake up again, and she was already at death's door, she stubbornly opened her eyes!

It was as if she heard her daughter's call, and as if she was reluctant to leave this world, wanting to come back for one more look.

Hu Xiaocao heard this, hurriedly turned, and embraced the woman in one arm, as if holding a treasure regained, "Mom, how do you feel?"

The woman looked somewhat dazed; just moments ago she was on the mountain, yet as soon as she opened her eyes she was at home.

Although not much time had passed, she felt as if a century had gone by.

At that instant in the mountains, she felt as if her soul had left her body, her whole person becoming light and airy.

Seeing Hu Xiaocao sobbing on the ground, she felt reluctant to leave, but an unknown cold force kept pressing on her, trying to push her out of her own body.

The woman tried to resist, but it was futile; she drifted above her body, only able to watch as she grew farther from her flesh.

At the critical moment, she felt a warm gas surge through her body, dispelling the cold sensation.

That force seemed gentle, yet it concealed an unspeakable dominance, flowing through her body like a mysterious adhesive.

It reunited her soul with this dying body, mixing them together once again.

The woman was pulled back into her body, gradually losing consciousness; when she opened her eyes again, she saw familiar surroundings.

This experience was truly too miraculous; if she spoke of it, probably no one would believe.

"Mom, why aren't you speaking? Is something uncomfortable?"

Hu Xiaocao's timid voice called back the woman's thoughts.

Only then did she come to, she touched her stomach, "I feel a little hungry."

Since she fell seriously ill and bedridden, everything she ate tasted like chewing wax, she had no appetite, causing her to become emaciated; this was the first time she voluntarily asked to eat.

Hu Xiaocao quickly nodded, "The stove is simmering congee; I'll bring it over right away."

The woman drank a bowl of congee and even ate a large white steamed bun, appearing to have a very good appetite.

Everyone thought this was just the woman's final flicker of life, and their grief did not lessen but increased.

However, after a day passed, the woman could eat normal food besides liquids.

After another two days, the woman's complexion recovered at a visible speed.

Three days later, the woman was able to get out of bed and walk!

Everyone was waiting for the woman's last breath to fail, preparing her funeral, never expecting her to get better day by day!

This made the funeral decorations filling the courtyard seem rather abstract.

Meanwhile, the village's old Chinese doctor Wu Yuan had been thinking these days that he was hallucinating.

Seeing the woman before him, her complexion pale with a hint of ruddiness, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes. Although her cheeks were a little thin, from every angle she looked nothing like a dying person!

"Hu family young lady—"

"Uncle Wu, you've come; hurry and sit at home, I'll go make you tea."

The woman warmly greeted him; although she can't do heavy work now, light household chores are no problem.

Watching her busy figure, her vital essence had recovered well, completely unrelated to the dying person she was three days ago, leaving Wu Yuan stunned.

"What, what on earth is going on?"

Before the woman could speak, Hu Xiaocao beside her blurted out, "Mountain God Grandfather saved Mom, and then Mom got better."

Wu Yuan's face showed a fantastical expression; this story sounded truly too supernatural, even though Hu Xiaocao had said the same before.

But everyone thought she was just unwilling to let the woman go, making it up, so no one took it to heart.

But now the woman really woke up for no reason, even showing signs of initial recovery from a serious illness, with no cause whatsoever.

During that period, Hu Xiaocao took the woman up the mountain—what exactly happened then?

Wu Yuan suggested, "How about we go to the city for a checkup?"

Regardless of truth or falsehood, only by going to the hospital to examine the woman's body and see if it has returned to normal can we reach a conclusion.

Although the woman felt some pain about money, after all mother and daughter were already in debt, she also wanted to know how much longer she could live.

Soon, under the accompaniment of the village head, Wu Yuan, Li Dashen, and others, Hu Xiaocao and her mother arrived at the hospital.

Upon seeing the woman, the attending physician almost jumped in fright, because he himself had issued her critical condition notice earlier.

Before, the woman was indeed near death, still being brought in on a stretcher, yet now she actually jumped about, appearing before him alive and well, and even walked over on her own!

This made him almost think his diagnosis might have been wrong.

But the woman's condition was plain to see; anyone looking would not think she had any hope of survival.

"Really strange."

The attending physician gave the woman a full-body examination, looking at the report in his hand, then pulling out her previous records, falling into deep thought.

Could this really be the same person's report?

At one moment he thought the nurse had taken the wrong record.

The examination was only a week apart; how could there be such a huge difference?

Seeing the doctor silent, the woman and Hu Xiaocao felt uneasy, thinking there might be a problem.

The woman couldn't help asking, "How is it, doctor?"

The doctor unconsciously swallowed, carefully scrutinizing the woman, as if he had discovered something rare.

"I've practiced medicine for decades and never seen such a strange case; from your previous examination data, your heart and lungs were severely compromised, the chance of recovery was minuscule."

"But now—"

He paused there, his tone stopping.

"Your heart and lung function have partially recovered, basically able to sustain bodily operation; although it can't compare to a normal person, it's quite good— in such a short time to become like this, it's simply a miracle!"

The doctor's tone became somewhat excited.

If an inappropriate analogy were used, it would be like curing someone who drank paraquat; or turning a boiled egg back into a raw one.

This is clearly absurd enough.

If the situation doesn't worsen from here, at this rate she can at least live another year without any problem.

There's one more thing he didn't say: before this, the woman already had many dead cells, but now the newly generated cells have replaced those old ones.

Moreover, they are more active; these newly grown cells are like a genetic mutation—in terms of vitality, they can even compare to those of a young, healthy person.

This is completely not what someone her age should have.

Hearing this, Hu Xiaocao and her daughter's hearts completely relaxed, and they couldn't help but embrace and weep.

One year sounds like it's not that long.

But you have to know, the woman was almost dead before; now having another year is practically a blessing from the Mountain God.

Mother and daughter are not greedy people; this result already leaves them satisfied.

Not to mention a year, even living just one more month would be enough to delight anyone.

The doctor sighed in amazement and curiously asked, "Did you go to a big city for treatment afterward?"

(End of Chapter)