The Legend of the Wh

The monitor's curve turned into a straight line, emitting an alarm. The once rebellious younger sister rushed to the sickbed, no one could pull her away. Relatives supported the frail elderly couple, unable to stand steady. Doctors and nurses approached, the younger sister cried out desperately, trying to stop them from removing the intravenous tube and the monitor. The nurse sighed, reached out and removed the oxygen mask, pulling up the white bed sheet...,The white snake, with her poor eyesight and hearing, had just missed an incredible sight. Other animals saw it clearly: thick, ink-colored clouds swirled relentlessly, lightning striking the peak of a mountain with all its might. A tiger with black and yellow stripes, a white blaze on its forehead, stood atop the mountain, roaring amidst the thunder and lightning. Its roar was filled with anger and unwillingness to submit. No matter how badly wounded, it remained proudly defiant, refusing to bow its head. A thunderbolt as thick as a water bucket struck down, leaving its wound blackened and bleeding profusely. It fell to the ground, unable to rise again, until finally, there was no sound left.,That stubborn and unyielding figure was deeply etched in the eyes of other animals. The naive beasts and birds didn't understand, they didn't understand why the tiger would be struck by lightning, and at the same time, they developed a fear of the sky above. This is normal, wild animals all have an instinct to avoid bad luck and seek good fortune. Instinct makes them stay away from danger.。