I walked toward my sister’s ward like a zombie.
I met many doctors along the way and they were shocked by my bloody appearance.
They surrounded me and wanted to take me to the hospital for rescue.
I pushed them away as if I couldn’t see them. “Sister, I want to go find my sister…”
I turned a deaf ear to the doctor’s reprimand. Now I just wanted to see my sister. They had no choice but to give me a sedative.
When I woke up again, I found that my sister and I were lying in the same ward.
The doctor on duty couldn’t help sighing when he saw us like this.
“I don’t know what sin you committed. How could two good girls be tortured like this?”
My sister cried so hard that she wanted to touch my head, but she couldn’t even get out of bed.
I spoke weakly. “Sister, why has the world become like this? We are obviously the victims.”
My sister couldn’t speak with an oxygen mask on and could only cry desperately.
“Tell me, when parents and brothers sacrificed themselves, would they think of their daughters and sisters who were tortured like this? Sister, it would be great if our parents and brothers were still here. If they were still here, would we not be bullied?”