Chapter 2

The ancient book restoration room of Southeast City Medical College.

Dr. Shen Nanxing, a forensic doctor, was wearing white gloves and carefully flipping through a yellowed old book.

This is a book that she found in the military archives.

The spine of the book has fallen apart into pages.

It was the special title of the book that attracted Shen Nanxing.

Battlefield Love

When you open it, the inner pages exude a musty smell that carries a sense of age.

What interested Shen Nanxing was that the heroine in the book had the same name as himself.

The story tells the tragic fate of the heroine Shen Nanxing:

The husband tore up the marriage certificate in public;

His younger brother Shen Xiaoman died from counterfeit medicine;

He was falsely accused of selling fake drugs, which led to the deaths of seventeen people, and was finally executed by the male protagonist Lu Zhanye himself.

“Tsk tsk tsk, what the hell? This woman’s ending is too tragic.”

Shen Nanxing was attracted by the story of the book and read the last chapter first…

An old photo in the last chapter caught her eye.

Turning over the photo, the few lines of text on the back were a little blurry.

“Winter 1984, Northland Execution Ground.

The bullet penetrated Shen Nanxing’s carotid artery.

Executioner: Lu Zhanye.”

Shen Nanxing felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest when he saw the executioner’s name.

While she was thinking, she accidentally knocked over the teacup beside her when she raised her hand…

“Oh no!”

The tea soaked the back half of the page.

Shen Nanxing quickly took off his gloves and began to clean the pages of the book that were soaked with tea stains in a hurry.

The next second, Shen Nanxing saw that the handwriting on the tea-soaked pages unexpectedly began to distort and blur…

In the end, he disappeared mysteriously.

“What the hell is going on here?”

Shen Nanxing widened his eyes, unable to believe what he saw.

The ending in the original novel is gradually dissolving.

In the end, only a few blank pages are left.

Such a good book, I hope it won’t be ruined because of this.

Shen Nanxing didn’t have time to think about it.

She felt a wave of dizziness coming over her.

At the same time, the papers on the desk began to move automatically without wind.

The pages of the book also began to flip frantically…

Wow…wow…

Finally, the page stopped at Chapter 35.

At this moment, many scenes appeared before her eyes:

In winter, the execution ground was covered with heavy snow.

A thin boy died of coughing up blood.

Military trucks were loaded with boxes of counterfeit medicine with labels.

And that mysterious man in a military coat with his back to her…

In my ears, I heard shouts:

“Shen Nanxing, this is a book that predicts death!

And the man in the military coat is the executioner…”

————Dividing line————

The 23rd day of the 1984 lunar month, Minor Cold, Qinghe Village.

When Shen Nanxing opened his eyes, he found himself kneeling in the snow.

Her ex-husband, Li Dazhuang, slapped the divorce certificate in her face again and again.

“A hen that can’t give birth to chicks and has a consumptive brother is such bad luck!”

Li Dazhuang’s mouth was spitting saliva and his fingers kept poking her forehead.

Holy shit, this is literally chapter thirty-five in the book.

Shen Nanxing’s world collapsed…

“The village party secretary said that your brother still owes the clinic 28.36 yuan in medical expenses.

Sweeping the pigpen for three years is not enough to make up for it.

I don’t have the money to pay you back.

You are a money-loser!”

As far as I can remember, this was the year before the finale when Shen Nanxing got divorced in the original novel.

A feeling of facing a formidable enemy came over me…

According to the timeline, his younger brother would soon die from the injection of fake medicine, and he himself would be framed and imprisoned a month later.

From this moment on, the countdown to death begins.

Heavy snow, ice and snow, pigpen, broken house.

At this moment, my younger brother Shen Xiaoman was curled up in the corner of the kang and coughing heart-wrenchingly.

As a female forensic doctor, she could immediately tell that Shen Xiaoman’s condition had reached the third stage.

After three years of bullying by Li Dazhuang, Shen Nanxing was not going to swallow her anger any longer.

It is my duty to punish my evil ex-husband.

Shen Nanxing took out three silver needles from his sleeve.

“Comrade Li, I see your tongue is coated with black and your eyes are blue.

I can help you treat it.

Impotence is not a serious disease, so you should not avoid medical treatment.

If you keep delaying until this time next year, you might not even be able to clean the pigpen.”

The tip of the needle brushed against Li Dazhuang’s crotch and pierced into his pants.

The villagers watching on the side burst into laughter.

Li Dazhuang’s face turned red like liver.

“Nanxing, Accountant Li’s sow is having a difficult labor. Go get her vaccinated quickly. You can get a box of streptomycin later.”

Village Party Secretary Wang Youtian rushed to find Shen Nanxing in a hurry.

“Okay!”

My brother’s anti-inflammatory medicine has been temporarily provided, which is more important than anything else.

“Nanxing, actually, cleaning the pigpen can pay for your brother’s medicine. This deal is not a loss.”

“That’s right, don’t think we always cheat you.”

Li Dazhuang took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire.

“Asking you to sweep the pigsty for three years is too easy!

Even though your father died in the accident seven years ago, the matter still remains unclear, right? “

“You’re talking nonsense! My dad is not that kind of person.”

There was a sound of breaking clay pots coming from inside the house.

It was Shen Xiaoman, he was lying on the windowsill.

Before he could finish his words, he started coughing non-stop.

Shen Nanxing didn’t care what they said.

My brother’s illness is the most important thing.

She rushed into the house, took off her military coat and wrapped it around Shen Xiaoman.

This coat is the only piece of military uniform left by my father besides the silver needle box.

At this moment, my brother’s cotton jacket was already soaked with sweat.

“Sister, leave me alone. They are just bullies.”

Shen Xiaoman’s hand tightly grasped Shen Nanxing’s sleeve.

Three years ago, my sister married a pig farmer because of her illness, so that she could get enough anti-inflammatory drugs to treat herself.

Unexpectedly, the two of them were subjected to long-term inhumane treatment.

“Sister, let’s go. Didn’t you say you were going to the provincial capital?”

“Don’t talk, let’s go together, I can cure you.

The Provincial Military District Hospital is recruiting interns. If you pass the exam, you’ll have a source of imported medicine!”

Shen Nanxing comforted Shen Xiaoman, then bit open the rubber stopper of a tube of streptomycin and fed the liquid medicine into his brother’s mouth.

This was the expired medicine she found in the county hospital’s trash can three days ago.

The wind started to blow in the second half of the night.

Shen Nanxing squatted by the stove and boiled medicine.

With dual memories and medical experience, she can no longer accept the tragic fate of the original heroine Shen Nanxing.

Since I am no longer the Shen Nanxing of the past, let her rewrite the ending of the original novel.

After successfully delivering the sow by injection in the afternoon, Secretary Wang had a box of streptomycin delivered.

With his rich experience in medical and forensic evidence, Shen Nanxing could tell at a glance that the label of the top medicine had obviously been tampered with.

The medicine label was half torn off, revealing the murky handwriting underneath: Obsolete batch in 1980.

It really is fake medicine.

I have the impression that a mysterious military jeep has often appeared at the entrance of the village recently.

Li Dazhuang always went to the county hospital, and Wang Youtian also built a new brick house.

It seems that this is a partnership to make money illegally.

It seems I can’t stay in this place anymore.

Shen Nanxing pulled down the curtains and wrapped his brother’s body.

“Xiao Man, tomorrow is the day of the intern exam. I’ll carry you to the provincial capital! Let’s leave now.”

“Want to run? No way.”

Wang Youtian knew that Shen Nanxing was not easy to fool.

He had already brought two militiamen and Li Dazhuang to block the door outside the house.

Shen Nanxing looked at the scene in front of her and took a few steps back.

In a hurry, he grabbed some rotten vegetable leaves from the pig trough and smeared them on Li Dazhuang’s face.

The silver needle in his hand pierced his jaw.

Li Dazhuang’s mouth and eyes suddenly became crooked.

Shen Nanxing carried Shen Xiaoman on his back and quickly crossed the threshold and escaped.

“Comrade Li, this injection will paralyze you for half a year.”

When the horn of the coal truck sounded at the entrance of the village.

Shen Nanxing was already running towards the ridge of the field with his brother on his back.

Come on, Shen Nanxing.

As long as we leave here, there is hope.

When the last coal truck started moving, Shen Nanxing finally grabbed the iron railing at the rear of the truck…