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"As you said, during the rescue, I placed the broken tooth into the patient's mouth. Just to be safe, before the anesthesia, I secretly instructed the patient to feign a look of pain after the surgery. This way, regardless of whether the stomach was pierced or not, you would suspect something was wrong and send them back to the emergency room.
And this time, I could kill the patient under the guise of failed resuscitation. I am the murderer."
"This is your own confession; I didn't force you at all."
The Imperial Army released me and turned to grab the Abbot.
My legs went weak, and I collapsed onto the ground.
At that moment, the head nurse blocked him.
"Ksitigarbha is me, not the Abbot. That tooth was secretly placed in the patient's mouth by me." The head nurse looked resolute. "The Abbot only admitted it to cover for my crime. You should arrest me instead."
"Enough chatter; your time will come." The Imperial Army pulled out his sidearm and pushed her aside.
The Abbot signaled everyone not to resist and then followed the Imperial Army out. As he passed by me, I suddenly clung to his leg.
"Abbot, how could you harm a patient? Isn't it said that monks are compassionate?"
"Great compassion brings joy to all beings; great sorrow alleviates all suffering." The Abbot looked at me kindly, with the sunset streaming through the window behind him, casting a halo of light around him. "This place is hell; you must live well."
After the Abbot left, he never returned.
A month later, the head nurse was gone. The number of nurses and patients in the hospital gradually dwindled.
In the end, it seemed that I was the only living soul left in the entire temple, wandering around like a lost spirit.
After another day or two, or perhaps a year or two, the sounds of firecrackers and drums echoed outside once more.
A group of people dressed in red joyfully surged in.
They happily informed me, "Japan has surrendered."
The above account is compiled from the oral testimonies of survivors from the Great Compassion Hospital.
Although this woman appeared to be mad, there was still a logic to her words.
Based on her testimony, we speculate that she was born in 1891 in Lüshun (according to the old calendar, it would be the seventeenth year of the Guangxu era of the Qing Dynasty).
On her thirteenth birthday, during the Russo-Japanese War in 1904, her family was brutally murdered by Japanese invaders.
Having lost her memory after witnessing the tragedy, she was taken in by the Abbot of the Great Compassion Hospital.
She remained there ever since but had a vague concept of her own age.
During the Second Sino-Japanese War, the Great Compassion Hospital was occupied by Japanese invaders. They exploited the compassion of the monks and used the hospital specifically to treat prisoners who had been cruelly executed by them.
In their quest to extract information about our captured personnel, they subjected the prisoners to cruel tortures such as tooth extraction, nail removal, joint smashing, and branding with hot iron. After leaving the prisoners on the brink of death, they sent them to Great Compassion Hospital for emergency treatment.
Once the prisoners recovered in the hospital, they were sent back to the dungeon to endure further torment.
Thus, what was once a solemn and dignified temple had tragically transformed into a living hell, resembling the Bridge of Helplessness.
The Abbot of the temple, Master Huiran, who also served as the chief physician, was driven by righteous indignation against the Japanese invaders and sympathy for our captured personnel. He took advantage of his position to assist patients in committing suicide under the guise of medical accidents.
In a situation where escape was impossible, this act was an incredibly compassionate deed, comparable to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's vow to walk through hell and liberate all beings.
However, Master Huiran was unfortunately discovered and arrested by the Japanese invaders. That very night, he attained enlightenment in prison. Regrettably, his golden body was destroyed by the Japanese invaders, and his relics went missing.
Later, on the eve of victory in the Anti-Japanese War, the Japanese invaders executed all medical personnel at Great Compassion Hospital to prevent their crimes from being exposed.
Only one woman survived due to her madness, allowing us to learn the truth from her.
"Until hell is empty, I vow not to become a Buddha; only when all beings are liberated can I attain enlightenment."
The heroes of the Anti-Japanese War will forever be immortal.
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