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I said loudly, "Mom, I know an old Chinese doctor who specializes in treating lower limb paralysis. Let's take my brother to see him."
She hesitated for a moment but still refused. I understood her reason for the refusal; going to see a doctor would expose the truth. But the more afraid she was, the more I felt compelled to insist.
"It's fine, that doctor is a friend of my teacher and will give us a discount."
She rejected the idea again, but her gaze began to waver. Finally, I asked in confusion, "Mom, is it because you don't want me to take my brother to see the doctor because he might get better?"
"Well, how could that be?" she replied.
"I'm just worried about the cost, but since you said that, let's go take a look."
Early the next morning, I took my brother to the Chinese medicine clinic. Doctor Chen pulled out all kinds of acupuncture needles—big and small, long and short; there was everything one could imagine.
When my brother saw those needles, he broke out in a sweat. "Mom, I'm scared. Can we go home instead?"
My mom swallowed hard but could only force herself to stay calm. "Son, just hang in there."
The doctor began to insert the needles, and my brother turned pale but managed to endure it.
"Isn't one needle enough?"
Doctor Chen replied without changing his expression, "Oh, there are a total of five treatment sessions; today is the first."
"Come back tomorrow; about five sessions should do the trick."
"Five times?"
My brother's eyes widened.
"Mom, I can't take it anymore. Let's go back."
I spoke up before my mom could respond.
"Go back to do what? Don't you want to heal your leg?"
"Or is it that your leg is already fine, and you've been lying to me all along?"
My brother cast a pleading glance at my mom.
To avoid exposing the truth, my mom gritted her teeth and said,
"Fine, we'll go. We'll definitely be there on time tomorrow."
Watching their comical expressions, I couldn't help but want to laugh, but I held it in.
"Thank you, Doctor Chen."
"What are you thanking me for? We're practically family."
"Your brother is really tough; he hasn't complained a single word after all those needles."
"But don't worry, these injections won't harm him; they're just to promote blood circulation."
It would be better if there were some harm, but as a doctor, he certainly wouldn't want to hurt anyone.
After chatting for a bit, I returned home and saw my brother grimacing as he stood up at the door.
"Mom, I really can't take it anymore. Why don't we just tell the truth?"
My mom pointed at him with disappointment:
"You've already endured so much pain; giving up now would mean all your efforts were in vain."
"Don't worry, this time I won't let her make you go back."
"You won't get to enjoy life until you earn enough for a house."
Hearing about the house, my brother's expression improved slightly.
He affectionately pulled my mom closer:
"Mom, you're so good to me."
Looking at the mother and son playing and laughing in the room, I couldn't help but feel a wave of disgust.
Yet, I was also a bit curious about what she would do next to deal with me.
Every day that followed, I took my younger brother for his injections, and he cried louder each time.
During the last visit, he fainted from the pain.
"Is your brother okay?"
My mom wiped her tears away.
"He's fine; he'll be alright in a bit."
Once I confirmed that my brother was okay, she immediately switched to another demeanor.
"Listen, I've found you a great match."
"The family is very well-off; if you marry him, you'll definitely live a life of comfort."
What kind of good thing could she possibly introduce me to?
But to avoid conflict, I agreed to meet him.
The next day, the person she introduced arrived at our home.
From a distance, he looked like a black cube.
"This must be your daughter; she truly lives up to her reputation as a beauty."
He openly scrutinized me, his gaze quite offensive.
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