Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

At dawn, soft rays of light penetrated through the thin clouds and fell on the streets and alleys of the city, covering this bustling city with a layer of quiet gauze. Jiang Ciyou got up early. She stood in front of the French window in the bedroom, quietly gazing at the world gradually waking up outside the window, her mind full of thoughts about the day's schedule. Today, as the chairman of the Anti-Cancer Foundation, she had to go to the hospital to visit those who were fighting the disease tenaciously. This was not just a routine duty, but also a heavy concern in her heart.

After a simple breakfast, Jiang Ciyou carefully selected a plain and warm outfit. It was not decorated with too many gorgeous things, but it exuded a kind of reassuring affinity. She gently adjusted her hair in front of the mirror and looked at the fine lines at the corners of her eyes. The traces left by the years seemed to have turned into the precipitation of strength and wisdom. She took a deep breath, picked up a few inspirational books and some small gifts that she had prepared long ago, and walked out of the house steadily.

The hospital, that white building full of hope and pain, looked particularly solemn under the sunlight. As soon as Jiang Ciyou stepped into the hospital gate, the smell of disinfectant hit her face. This familiar smell made her heart tighten suddenly. She walked straight to the pediatric ward area, taking every step firmly and gently, for fear of disturbing the fragile lives in this area.

When she gently pushed open the door of the pediatric ward, the first thing that came into her eyes was a colorful scene. The walls of the ward were covered with children's hand-painted pictures, including superheroes flying in the sky, dreamy and beautiful fairy tale castles, and warm pictures of families holding hands. These paintings seemed to be the children's deep desire and yearning for a better life, blooming the most brilliant light in this small ward.

Jiang Ciyou's eyes slowly swept across every bed in the ward, and finally landed on a bed by the window. There, a little girl was sitting quietly on the bed. Her little face looked particularly pale because of her illness. Her big eyes, which should have been lively and smart, were now a little dull, but her eyes revealed a stubbornness that was inconsistent with her age. The girl wore a pink knitted hat on her head, and a few strands of hair playfully emerged from under the brim of the hat, adding a touch of playfulness to her. She was covered with a small blanket with cartoon patterns on it. The small table beside the bed was piled with various medicines and medical equipment. In the middle of this cold equipment, there was a somewhat tattered picture album.

Jiang Ciyou approached the girl gently, with a gentle smile on her face, and said softly: "Hello, little friend!" The girl raised her head when she heard the voice, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she regained her composure, and nodded slightly in response. Jiang Ciyou slowly sat down on the chair beside the girl's bed, gently placed the gift in her hand on the table, and looked at the picture book, and asked: "Did you draw this? It looks so beautiful." The girl followed her gaze, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and whispered: "Well, I draw when I'm bored."

Jiang Ciyou gently flipped open the album, and a series of imaginative paintings appeared before her eyes. There were fairies dancing in the sea of ​​flowers, happy scenes playing with small animals, and herself standing in the center of the stage in a beautiful dress. Looking at these paintings, Jiang Ciyou seemed to have walked into the girl's inner world, a world full of innocence and beauty. She couldn't help but sighed: "You draw so well, there are so many beautiful stories hidden in these paintings." The corners of the girl's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, this smile is like the first small flower blooming in spring, although weak, it has the power to touch people's hearts.

The two chatted for a while, and the girl gradually talked more. She told Jiang Ciyou that her biggest dream was to defeat cancer cells, go to school like other healthy children, go to the playground, and run in the sun in a beautiful skirt. At this point, the girl's eyes revealed great determination. She clenched her fists and said, "I am not afraid of injections or taking medicine. I must get better." Jiang Ciyou looked at the girl and was moved. She gently held the girl's hand and said, "You can do it. You are so brave that cancer cells will be scared and run away when they see you."

The girl's eyes fell on Jiang Ciyou. She looked at her carefully and suddenly said, "Auntie, you look so beautiful and elegant, just like the fairy in my painting. I wish I could be like you, wearing a beautiful dress and doing amazing things." Jiang Ciyou was slightly stunned, then she laughed. She touched the girl's head and said, "You know what? Auntie was just like you before. She encountered many difficulties, but as long as you have hope in your heart and don't give up, you can slowly become stronger."

The girl blinked and asked curiously, "Really? Auntie, have you ever been sick?" Jiang Ciyou shook her head gently, revealing a hint of reminiscence in her eyes, and said, "Auntie has never been sick, but I have been hurt in life, just like you are being bullied by cancer cells now. At that time, I felt that the whole world had become dark and lightless, but later, I met a person who was like a beam of light, illuminating the way forward for me and giving me the courage to stand up again and pursue the life I want."

The girl listened attentively and asked quickly, "Who is that man?" Jiang Ciyou smiled gently and said, "He is my husband, a very, very good man. When I was most sad, he was always by my side, encouraging me and giving me strength. Just like now, I also want to pass this strength to you, to let you know that you are not fighting alone, and there are many people who care about you and support you."

Tears flashed in the girl's eyes. She nodded vigorously and said, "I understand, Auntie, thank you. I also want to get better soon and help more people." Jiang Ciyou gently embraced the girl in her arms, as if she was embracing the most precious treasure in the world. She whispered in the girl's ear, "You will. When you get better, Auntie will take you to see the most beautiful scenery and eat the most delicious cake."

At this time, the door of the ward was gently pushed open, and a nurse came in. Seeing Jiang Ciyou, she smiled and nodded. The nurse walked to the girl's bedside and began to examine her body. Jiang Ciyou watched quietly at the side, her eyes full of concern. While the nurse was operating, she whispered to the girl: "How do you feel today? Did you take your medicine obediently?" The girl nodded obediently and said, "I took my medicine obediently, nurse sister. I talked a lot with this beautiful aunt today, and I feel more energetic." The nurse smiled and touched the girl's head, and said, "That's good, you have to work hard and strive to recover soon."

After the examination, the nurse left the ward. Jiang Ciyou chatted with the girl for a while and told her a few interesting stories, which made the girl laugh. Seeing the bright smile on the girl's face, Jiang Ciyou's heart was also filled with warmth. She knew that in this difficult road to fighting cancer, every little smile and every firm belief are invaluable strength.

Unconsciously, a long time had passed. Jiang Ciyou looked at her watch and realized that she couldn't stay any longer. She still had a lot of work to do and more people to care for. She stood up, gently hugged the girl again, and said, "Little friend, auntie is leaving first. You have to take good care of yourself. Remember what auntie told you and have confidence, okay?" The girl looked at Jiang Ciyou reluctantly, nodded vigorously, and said, "Okay, auntie, don't worry, I will definitely do my best."

Jiang Ciyou turned and left the ward, taking every step slowly, her heart full of concern for the girl. When she reached the door of the ward, she couldn't help but look back, and saw the girl sitting on the bed, waving goodbye to her. The little figure looked particularly strong against the colorful background of the ward. Jiang Ciyou's eyes were slightly moist, and she secretly made up her mind to do more for these children, so that they can all overcome the disease as soon as possible and embrace a better future.

After leaving the pediatric ward, Jiang Ciyou was still in a state of anxiety. The girl's words kept ringing in her ears. She remembered what Lu Jingchen had said to her: "Be her light." Now, she also hopes that she can become the light in the lives of these children and illuminate their dark road ahead. She walked towards the hospital's conference room with firm steps, where a meeting on the use of the anti-cancer fund was waiting for her. She wanted to gain more hope and resources for these children so that their dreams would no longer be out of reach.

Along the way, Jiang Ciyou met several family members who came to visit the patient. The anxiety and fatigue in their eyes made Jiang Ciyou empathize with them. She took the initiative to walk forward, talked to them for a few words, and gave them some comfort and encouragement. In this place full of suffering, every warm greeting and every sincere communication is like the warm sun in winter, which can dispel the haze in people's hearts.

When Jiang Ciyou walked into the conference room, it was already full of doctors, experts, and foundation staff. When everyone saw her coming in, they all stood up to greet her. She nodded slightly, then walked to the conference table and sat down. After the meeting began, Jiang Ciyou listened carefully to everyone's speech. She kept recording important information in her notebook, and her eyes revealed concentration and decisiveness. As for the use of the anti-cancer fund, every penny is related to the life and death of patients and the hopes of countless families. She must be extremely cautious.

A doctor suggested that the hospital urgently needs a batch of new anti-cancer drugs. Although these drugs are expensive, they may be the last straw for some advanced patients. Jiang Ciyou frowned and fell into deep thought. Funding pressure has always been one of the difficulties faced by the foundation, but looking at the medical records of those patients in her hands and the eager eyes in their photos, she knew that she had to find a way to solve this problem no matter what.

After a heated discussion, Jiang Ciyou finally made a decision. She will adjust some of the foundation's recent project funds to prioritize the purchase of this batch of anti-cancer drugs. She said firmly: "The lives of patients are above all else. We cannot watch them lose their last hope due to funding issues. Other projects can be appropriately postponed or streamlined, but the supply of anti-cancer drugs must be in place immediately." Everyone present nodded in agreement, and everyone was moved by her determination.

After the meeting, Jiang Ciyou went to several wards without stopping to visit several other critically ill patients. Wherever she went, she listened to their voices patiently, encouraged them, and helped them solve some practical difficulties. In the process, she met all kinds of people, including optimistic and open-minded old people, strong and brave young people, and family members who silently endured everything. Their stories and their tenacity are deeply engraved in Jiang Ciyou's heart and become her motivation to move forward.

As the sun sets, the sky is dyed a brilliant orange-red, like a beautiful oil painting. Jiang Ciyou dragged her tired body out of the hospital. Although she looked a little tired, her eyes showed a sense of satisfaction and determination. Everything today made her more deeply aware of the responsibilities she shoulders, and made her cherish everything she has now.

After returning home, Jiang Ciyou smelled the aroma of food. She walked into the kitchen and saw Lu Jingchen wearing an apron, busy preparing dinner. Lu Jingchen heard the sound, turned around and saw Jiang Ciyou, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "You are back. Are you tired? Go and have a rest. Dinner will be ready soon." Jiang Ciyou walked to his side, leaned gently on his back, and said, "I am a little tired, but I feel at ease. I went to the hospital today and saw many strong children and patients. I want to do more for them."

Lu Jingchen turned around, gently hugged Jiang Ciyou, and said: "You have done very well. Your love will bring them endless hope. I believe that with your efforts, more people will defeat the disease." Jiang Ciyou raised her head and looked at Lu Jingchen, her eyes full of emotion and love. She whispered: "Thank you, Chen, if it weren't for you, I might not be here today. It's you who has always been by my side to support me and give me the strength to face everything."

Lu Jingchen gently kissed Jiang Ciyou's forehead and said, "We are a family and will always support each other. Now, put all these worries aside, have a good dinner, and replenish your energy. There will be new challenges waiting for you tomorrow." Jiang Ciyou nodded, with a happy smile on her face. With Lu Jingchen's company, she temporarily put aside the fatigue of the day and enjoyed this moment of warmth and tranquility.

After dinner, Jiang Ciyou sat in the study, thinking back to the day in the hospital. She picked up a pen and wrote down her feelings in her diary: "Life is so fragile, yet so tenacious. I saw the light of hope in those children and patients, and I became more determined in my faith. I want to be their light, illuminating their way forward, so that every life can bloom with the most brilliant brilliance."

After finishing writing, she gently closed the diary and looked through the window at the night sky. The stars were twinkling, as if telling stories about hope and persistence, and she would continue to walk firmly on this road full of love with this belief.