In the quiet store for a while, there was only the sound of Lei Mu's high heels hitting the ground, and the sound seemed to hit Pei Xiaorou's heart, with a slight pain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The hand on her mother's shoulder slid down gently, and she watched Lei Mu's figure disappear outside the door, reaching out to cover her chest, unable to recover for a long time.

It wasn't until she felt that her sleeve was suddenly pulled vigorously that she turned her head to look at it, and then she realized that her mother's face was unusually pale, dripping cold sweat oozed from her forehead, and her other hand was tightly covering her stomach, looking extremely painful.

In a panic, she hurriedly reached out to support her mother's sliding body, her face full of panic: "Mom, what's wrong with you?" ”

Mother of pearl looked at her, opened her mouth, and before she could say a word of comfort, she suddenly closed her eyes and fell into darkness.

The panic in her heart came up, her eyes were red, and she was at a loss for a while. Until the door of the store was pushed open, the crisp sound of wind chimes scattered the chaotic thoughts, she looked at the two customers who entered the door with a white face and red eyes, and asked in a dumb voice: "Please, please help me call an ambulance." ”

The silence in the small office was unusual, the sound of light footsteps outside the door from time to time, and the cold female voice in the pager, all of which could not be transmitted to Bei Xiaorou's thoughts.

Her mind went blank, her hands under the table were unconsciously clasped tightly, her face was as pale as snow, as if she had heard something incredible, and she muttered the doctor's words: "Stomach cancer, early stage? ”

The doctor nodded, calmly pointed to the light sheet attached to the board on the side, and seriously talked about the condition of the mother-of-pearl.

Bei Xiaorou turned her head to look at the dazzling white light above, and the professional words that came out of the doctor's mouth circled in her ears. She felt as if she was immersed in ice water, and she could only open a pair of blank eyes, staring at the doctor's open and closed lips, hoping to hear some good news from it.

I don't know if her gaze was too eager, or if the explanation of the condition finally came to a paragraph, the doctor coughed lightly and made a conclusion: "In short, you don't have to worry too much, judging from your mother's illness, there is still a great chance of recovery with surgery and postoperative adjuvant treatment." ”

Bei Xiaorou felt like a whole person, as if she had been fished out of the ice water, and there was a sudden burst of life in front of her eyes, and a glimmer of brilliance in her eyes.

The doctor then introduced several treatment options, and according to the current condition of the mother-of-pearl, put forward the recommendation of radical surgery, which can completely remove the cancer cells, and only need traditional Chinese medicine to consolidate the treatment after surgery, without chemotherapy, which has great benefits for the patient's physical recovery, but the relative cost is relatively high.

Finally, seeing Bei Xiaorou's dazed look, the doctor asked her to go back first and discuss with the patient before making a decision.

Like a puppet, Bei Xiaorou thanked the doctor in a confused way and walked out of the office. She sat limply on the rest chair beside her, surrounded by people who came and went in a hurry, in stark contrast to her stunned expression.

The buzzing in her ears was the sound of conversation, and the radio not far away sounded from time to time with shouts, and Bei Xiaorou felt that her head was swollen and painful, and her legs were as heavy as lead.

She slowly lowered her head and buried her face in the palm of her hand, and the tears that she had been holding back finally burst out, soaking her hands, but she couldn't relieve the self-blame and guilt in her heart.

It's all because she didn't take good care of her mother, and now it's serious enough to get stomach cancer.

Tears flowed freely, the footsteps around her drowned out her soft sobs, and her lonely figure was like a flat boat in the vast sea, with nowhere to return.

After some time, she gradually stopped sobbing, wiped away her tears and looked up, the fragility in her eyes replaced by a strong look.

Now is not the time to cry, the top priority is to cure my mother's illness and find a way to raise the medical bills.

Her eyes darkened unconsciously, she bit her lip and stood up and walked towards the ward.

The figure of the white-clothed nurse hurried by in the corridor, and some conversations were faintly heard not far away, and the figure in a blue hospital gown appeared by the half-closed door.

Outside the open window at the end of the hallway, a gentle breeze blows in, bringing a damp smell.

Helping her mother to sit on the chair by the window, Bei Xiaorou leaned sideways and helped her pull up the coat on her body, and Bei Mu stared at her delicate side face: "Say, what kind of disease does my mother have." ”

Knowing that her mother would definitely ask, Bei Xiaorou was not too surprised, but she didn't know whether to tell her calmly, she pursed her lips, a little hesitant. Mother of pearl didn't open her mouth to urge, just looked at her quietly.

After a while, she finally raised her head and looked at her mother, and honestly informed her of her illness without concealment.

Hearing the word stomach cancer, Mother of Pearls was stunned for a moment, and a trace of panic suddenly arose in her heart, and her hands trembled slightly.

Bei Xiaorou reached out to hold her mother's cold hand and said comfortingly: "Mom, don't worry, the doctor said that there is a possibility of recovery, and you will definitely be fine." ”

Carefully observing her daughter's face, looking at her slightly red and swollen eyes, and the faint sorrow between her eyebrows, Mother Pearl's heart hurt slightly.

Her eyes looked at her daughter for a moment, and she asked in a low voice, "The cost of this kind of surgery must not be low, right?" ”

Bei Xiaorou's face stiffened slightly, and the next moment she immediately returned to normal, and shook her head gently: "No." Mom, don't worry about money, just cooperate with the treatment. ”

Mother of pearl reached out and stroked her cheek, thinking that she had another extra burden on her shoulders, and the guilt in her heart spread, and a line of hot tears slipped down her face.

She has always been in poor health, since her husband passed away unexpectedly, her daughter, who has not yet graduated from college, resolutely took on the burden of the family, and used her husband's claim money to open the shop downstairs of her residence and open this cake shop.

Now, she is getting old, and she has to drag her sick body to affect her daughter again, how can she bear it?

Looking at her mother who suddenly cried secretly, Bei Xiaorou's heart ached slightly, and she hurriedly reached out to help her wipe away the tears: "Mom, why are you crying?" ”

Mother of pearl sobbed softly, through her tearful eyes, looked at her daughter's worried face, held her hand to wipe her tears, and said in a dumb voice: "Xiaorou, Mom is fine, really." Mom doesn't have surgery, you go and be discharged, and we'll go back. ”

As he spoke, he reached out to wipe the tears from his face, and was about to get up and leave. Bei Xiaorou hurriedly grabbed her, frowned tightly, looked at her mother with a serious face, and her tone was a little stern: "Mom, don't say such willful words, let alone mess around!" ”

Mother Fritillary shook her head, the self-blame in her eyes suddenly welled up, tears rolled down again, and she grabbed her daughter's hand tightly: "Mom doesn't want to bother you." ”

The mother's choked self-blame made Bei Xiaorou feel very distressed, and her eyes were red.

She held back her tears, gently hugged her mother, and gently stroked her thin shoulders: "Mom, don't think nonsense. Your good cooperation with the doctor to cure the disease is my greatest hope. If you insist on being discharged from the hospital, it is to make me an unfilial daughter, and my conscience will be disturbed for the rest of my life, can you bear it? ”

Mother of pearl gradually stopped sobbing, quietly lay on her daughter's shoulder, and after a moment of silence, sighed lowly, and finally nodded.

Pei Xiaorou's heart was relieved, and the nervousness and worry in her eyes slowly faded.

Outside the window, there was a rustle of leaves, and the wind rose sharply, blowing the hair of the mother and daughter who were clinging to each other, fluttering gently in the air.