Sent to the countryside, I turned the health center into a top-tier hospital.

"well……"

Zhang Jianmin sighed, "I just asked, and the old lady and her son live in Mangniuling Village."

"The village is located halfway up a mountain, surrounded by mountains, with only one narrow path. Many years ago, most of the villagers moved out."

"Now it is estimated that there are only a dozen or so households left, living off a few acres of wasteland on the mountain."

"It takes at least five or six hours to walk from Nangniuling Village to Siping Township, and you can't even ride a bike there."

"Over the years, we have neglected the management of Mangniuling Village, which has led to this situation."

"It's my fault, my fault..."

Zhang Jianmin was very depressed. Such a terrible incident had occurred in his jurisdiction, which was a disgrace.

Seeing Zhang Jianmin's expression, Chen Ping didn't press the matter further and slowly said, "Secretary Zhang, I'll send you Lin Wan's home address and her parents' contact information. Please contact her family."

"Lin Wan still needs to rest at the health center. If the police need to take a statement, they can wait until she is fully awake and then question her in her ward."

"Okay!" Zhang Jianmin nodded, then waved to the leading police officer, "Xiao Liu, come here..."

The police officer ran over, and Zhang Jianmin gave a few instructions before saying with a fierce look in his eyes, "Take this mother and child back to the police station and interrogate them overnight. If they don't behave, use some methods. You know how to deal with this kind of person."

"Don't worry, Secretary Zhang, I understand!" Xiao Liu nodded.

Zhang Jianmin waved his hand, and Xiao Liu, along with two other police officers, escorted the mother and child into the car. Just before getting into the car, the old woman was still desperately clinging to the door, cursing under her breath.

Xiao Liu kicked the old lady into the car and slammed the door shut.

After the police car drove away, Zhang Jianmin looked at Chen Ping and said, "Dr. Chen, I'm going back too. This time I must hold a meeting and conduct a thorough investigation of all the villages in the township."

"And those who knew but didn't report it, none of them will be let off easily, and their minimum living allowances have all been canceled."

Zhang Jianmin was genuinely angered. Many of the villagers in these mountain villages lived in poverty and depended on the weather for their livelihood.

Now that the policies are better, many people are receiving minimum living allowances.

These people are living on government welfare, yet they show no gratitude. They are turning a blind eye to a woman being imprisoned and beaten.

That's utterly foolish and ignorant...

Zhang Jianmin left in a fit of rage, while Chen Ping turned and went back into the operating room.

Lin Wan has already woken up.

She lay quietly on the operating table, her face still pale and weak. She had just gone through a life-threatening childbirth and had no strength left in her body.

Those eyes, which had just regained their sight, were now empty and lifeless, staring blankly at the ceiling, without a trace of relief at surviving a disaster, or the joy of becoming a mother for the first time.

In the swaddling clothes beside her, the newborn baby boy lay quietly, a tiny bundle with tender eyes and a pure, innocent look.

But Lin Wan's gaze never fell on the child even once.

For her, the arrival of this child was never a blessing from heaven, but rather a mark of those years of darkness, humiliation, and torment, a nightmare she could never erase from her life.

This child is a product of evil, the most glaring and inescapable mark of the dark years that imprisoned and tormented her.

She escaped the clutches of evil and broke free from the cage, but this child has forcibly bound her to that unbearable past.

For the rest of her life, whenever she sees a child, she will be reminded of the days and nights she was abducted, imprisoned, and beaten.

This new life was not salvation for her, but another kind of long torment.

Chen Ping stood there, looking at her lifeless expression, and felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

He fully understood her indifference and never dared to criticize her ruthlessness.

Anyone who has endured years of inhuman torture and given birth to a child burdened by evil while covered in wounds would find it difficult to feel even a trace of maternal love.

Some wounds are etched into the bone marrow and cannot be easily let go.

Chen Ping didn't say anything to disturb her, but quietly instructed Zhou Jie and Sun Xiaoyan to carefully move Lin Wan to a clean and comfortable single ward, and also take the swaddled baby there to take good care of her.

The ward was quiet all afternoon.

Lin Wan lay with her eyes closed the entire time, not speaking, not moving, not looking at the child, indifferent to everything in the outside world, like a soulless shell.

As evening approached, the setting sun slanted through the hospital room window, casting a warm glow on the bed, but it couldn't warm Lin Wan's frozen heart.

Zhou Jie approached Chen Ping with a worried expression, her voice full of helplessness: "Dr. Chen, my child hasn't eaten a single bite since birth. He was crying loudly from hunger just now, and I can't soothe him no matter what I do."

"We tried feeding him some warm water, but it didn't help at all. The baby was too small and was kicking his legs from hunger."

"I just went to the supermarket and asked, but they don't have any baby formula at all."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ping's heart sank, and he immediately got up and rushed to the ward.

As soon as I pushed open the ward door, the soft, pitiful cries of a newborn baby immediately filled the air.

Sun Xiaoyan carefully held the tiny baby, gently rocking and soothing him with the utmost tenderness.

The starving child still cried his heart out, his little body curling up and trembling, a sound that softened anyone's heart.

Lin Wan, lying on the hospital bed, stared blankly at the ceiling, ignoring the child's cries. Her eyes were numb, cold, and resolute, deliberately shielding herself from everything.

It's not that she can't hear, it's that she's afraid to see and unwilling to acknowledge it.

Every cry of her child reminded her of that humiliating and desperate past, and of all the suffering she had endured over the years.

She hated this experience, hated everything that trapped her, and resisted and rejected the unexpected child as well.

Chen Ping slowly walked to the bedside and sat down. Looking at Lin Wan, who was as still as death, he spoke in an exceptionally gentle and mild tone, without a trace of lecturing, only extreme understanding and insight.

He knew that no one had the right or authority to lecture Lin Wan at this moment.

Don't persuade others to be kind to others without suffering.

I know you're suffering inside.

Chen Ping slowly began, "I know you don't want to see the child, and may even hate the child."

"For you, this child is not a new life, but a scar that you can never erase, a testament to your dark years. I understand all of that, and no one has the right to blame you."

A single word of understanding instantly shattered Lin Wan's tense defenses.

Her lifeless eyes trembled slightly, her eyelashes fluttered, and suppressed emotions quietly surged.

No one understands her torment, no one understands her complex hatred for this child.

Everyone may think she is cold and heartless, but only she knows that this child has carried her years of blood, tears and humiliation.