Here, the author would like to say sorry to everyone, and thank you for your lovely book friends!

This book has not been updated for almost half a month, not that I can't write it, it's not that I don't want to write it, but I don't have time to write it.

In March this year, my mother was diagnosed with cholecystitis (gallstones), and on April 6, she suddenly became ill, vomiting and the pain was unbearable, and she was rushed to the county hospital.

I stayed at the county hospital for two days, and I took turns with my dad for the past two days.

Sadly, because my mother's blood lipid concentration was too high, the blood test could not confirm the diagnosis.

There was no way, so they had to be transferred to the city hospital on the same day, and they were finally diagnosed with pancreatitis complicated by pleurisy, which was suspected to be caused by cholecystitis.

After a week of medication, there was no improvement, and my mom tossed and turned in pain in the hospital bed every day.

In the end, I asked them if there was any good way, and the doctor said no, so I could only observe first, saying that there must be a process of treatment.

After another day of delay, the next night, my condition suddenly deteriorated, and I quickly called an ambulance to take my mother to Wuhan Union Hospital.

At Union Hospital, my mother was diagnosed with acute pancreatitis with peritonitis and is now lying in the intensive care unit, which is the fourth day and is not out of danger.

These days, I don't eat or sleep well, and my dad and I take turns taking care of my mom.

My dad was sick, several years of old stomach disease, because of improper treatment, has developed moderate erosive gastric atrophy with intestinal metaplasia.

In layman's terms, it is precancerous lesions, and further it is early-stage cancer.

I asked him to quit his job and recuperate at home, and I would bear all the expenses, but he always said that he didn't live long and didn't want to take medicine.

The roof leak happened to rain overnight, which is the situation in my house.

My dad couldn't stay up late because of this stomach problem, so he took care of my mom during the day, and I changed his shift at night.

For half a month, I was now groggy, but I couldn't fall down.

At nine o'clock this morning, as soon as I came back for a nap, my dad called me and said that my mother was dead, and he pulled out the oxygen mask, stomach tube, and infusion needle, and ran to the corridor to clamoring to go back.

She said that she was afraid of dragging me down, I haven't got married yet, and I can't waste money on her.

In the end, I persuaded my mother to go in, even if I went to move bricks, borrow, and beg, I would cure my mother's illness.

Indeed, the cost of treatment is expensive, according to the doctor's estimate, the cost of pre-treatment is at least 200,000, which is still not worse.

200,000 is an astronomical amount for an ordinary family.

It is conceivable that in the future, I will have to bear two old people, and the pressure is so great that it is breathless, but what can I do, after all, I am an only child, who can they rely on if they don't rely on me? No matter how hard and tired I am, I have to carry it.

I don't dare to complain in front of my relatives and friends, let alone be weak in front of my parents, and I can't cry if I want to, so I can only tell you here.

After my girlfriend found out about this situation, she is now clamoring to break up with me, and I don't want to say anything, just break up if you want to.

I also promised that the book would have a beginning and an end, and that I would finish it, which might be a little slow.

Please understand that the update will be unstable during this time.

Hmm, I'm so tired, sometimes I think about it, I really want to be liberated......

(End of chapter)