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My Fairy Tale

By megangochoaPublished 2 years ago 3 min read
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At 3 am, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Was it the cat again after it ran out and had no way to get home? The old man woke up from his sleep and thought this.

The cat came to the house without warning on the day the old man's only son left. Perhaps seeing it as a replacement for the child, perhaps not wanting to leave it to its own devices, or perhaps its visit interrupting the suicide, the old man decided to spend the rest of his life with the little beast.

The cat never gets close to people, and when he is hungry, he "meows" at you, and when he is sleepy, he finds a comfortable place to lie down.

The knock on the door became more and more urgent.

It didn't seem to be a cat, but a person who came to get medicine for sickness in the house. The old man got up and put on a coat and slowly walked towards the door.

The medicine store is passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors, and has accumulated a reputation in eight villages in ten miles, although it is not rich, but also able to eat and wear without worry. I thought that after passing on all my skills to my son, I would hand over the pharmacy and find a quiet place to spend my days, but I never thought that fate would have a way of sending people to their deaths.

Every time I take a step, images of the past come to mind: my son looking through the medical arts while identifying different herbs, my son excitedly rushing into the house when he picked a rare herb, my son weighing his first medicine for someone with trepidation ......

The old man opened the door and found that the visitor was a family man of the village bully, Master Huang's family. The family man shoved a prescription into the old man's hand and said, "Old man, take the medicine according to this prescription. Hurry up, if anything happens to our young master, you will be the one to ask!"

Master Huang? Isn't that the bully who killed his son? The old man's hand trembled uncontrollably as he held the prescription, the same as when he learned of his son's tragic death a few years ago.

In addition to inheriting his father's medical skills, the son also inherited his father's kind heart as a healer. No matter who is sick or injured, he will go to heal, which both allowed him to gain the approval of the group, but also led to his untimely death, only because he saved a person.

That man was badly injured for some reason by Master Huang's men, and no one dared to look at him, as long as his son did what a healer should do, as he always does. After the man recovered, he went to the county court to sue Master Huang but was colluding with the county officials to bite back, even the son was also implicated, and finally, the old man only received a letter telling him to go and collect his son's body.

"What are you doing there, old man? Why don't you hurry up!" The family man impatiently urged.

The old man responded casually, thinking: Why do you dare to come to my pharmacy to get medicine, have you forgotten what happened back then, or is it that what happened back then is not worth mentioning to them at all? In any case, today is the day that the heavens are opened and the life of the enemy is sent to the door.

The medicine that saves lives is the poison that kills, with a few changes. Child, when I have taken my revenge, I will come to accompany you.

Just add a little ......

"Meow!"

At this point, the cat came out of nowhere, leaped up, grabbed the old man's hand that grabbed the medicine with its claws, and the medicine spilled all over the place.

"Heartless little beast, go aside!"

The old man chased the cat away while grasping the medicine, of course still preparing the poison. As a result, the cat still got in the way.

The cat, today, contrary to its usual loving attitude towards people, shouted at the old man.

"Meow... meow..."

He was like the son who kept reminding himself that he had caught the wrong medicine.

Is this, too, the fate of God? The old man sighed and let go of his obsession, grabbed the last medicine, and made it into a rescue remedy. This time, the cat stopped barking and went back to its comfortable nest, and went to sleep.

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