"Tell me your name!"

I shouted, "Name! ”

The old lady was still holding the child and explaining to the man, and before the two of them finished speaking, a thick fog began to rise in front of me~

The white expanse overwhelmed people, and they couldn't see anything clearly.

"Hey! Feed!! ”

I hurriedly went to pat the barrier, "Don't fog it, I don't know the name yet!" I don't know the name! Let me take a look!! ”

You're going to have to make me understand it in your dreams!!

Feed! ~

No one paid attention to me, and my palms were painless, like playing with the air, and the feeling of powerlessness grew layer by layer.

A few seconds later, the mist lifted again like a curtain. The blurred scene finally came into view again—

My throat was a little hoarse, and I held my mind when I saw the sight, it was an office, and the old lady's wrinkled face was still very clear.

She hugged the baby and cried at the white coat sitting at the table, "Doctor, please save my grandson, I have come all the way." I just want to save his life......"

"Old man, it's not that we don't save ......"

The white coat's face was blurred, and his voice was full of helplessness, "The child's situation is very special. He needs a heart transplant, and a heart transplant, you know, is a transplant of a donor's heart into the child's body, and we don't think about the chances of success in the first place. You can't afford the cost alone. ”

"That ......"

The old lady cried extremely haggard, "How much money does it take, we will cure it...... Smashing pots and selling iron can also be cured, I have such a grandson left, his mother gave birth to him and left, the doll is pitiful......"

"Old man, I understand your feelings......"

The white coat breathed a sigh of relief, "In terms of cost, it is conservatively estimated that it will take two or three hundred thousand, which is ......"

"What?"

The old lady's feet were weak, and she almost collapsed on the ground, "Twenty or thirty...... Ten thousand?!! ”

Collapse yo ~ This number is so astronomical.

"Be careful!!"

The white coat supported her, and her voice was sour, "Old man." My prediction is still very conservative, if the child is going to be admitted to the hospital, we need to hire a specialist and search for the history of successful heart transplants abroad. And the process of finding the right organs, the treatment, is very long, so. Fees, must be constantly growing, uncertain ......"

"Burning money?"

The old lady had tears in her eyes, her lips trembled, "You mean, my grandson's illness...... Is it to burn money? Doctor, I just want to know, I burned money...... Can I cure my child? Will he be sinned? Can you live well? ”

"This ......"

The white coat hesitated. "To tell you the truth, the long-term survival rate of heart transplantation is low, and at present, even if the surgery is successful, there will be different problems at different times after the operation, such as cancer, multi-organ failure, infection. Respiratory failure, rejection, kidney failure, graft failure, etc., must be used for a long time, the cost is huge, and besides, the source of donors is limited, and the requirements for donors for heart transplantation are very high......"

“……”

The old lady's shriveled lips moved again, and before she could reply, her eyes rolled and she was dizzy!

I sighed in my heart, this old man can hold the child and come to Bac Ninh alone to see a doctor, which means that she has seen some of the world, but she didn't think about it, and she was scared by this baby, that is, my illness!

"Old !!"

The white coat frightened the money-burning child who took her arms. Loud shouts, "Nurse! Nurse! ”

It was as if I had really become a bystander, cold physically and mentally, and had nothing to say.

Flowing. Only tears silently ......

I have heard what the white coat said several times in the future, but with the gradual progress of medicine, I have changed from a death sentence to a life sentence......

I've been reassuring myself that there will be a chance, there will be a chance...... I need to be alive!

Shouldn't every life come with a blessing?

Why, my life hasn't started yet. To be shrouded in a shadow, to suffer death, to my mother, to leave me?

After the barrier. The nurse rushed into the office, helped the old lady to lie down on the bed, and the doctor in the white coat held the baby and commanded, pinching the old lady's middle to wake her up.

The paper on the wall, I should not be able to see clearly, but my gaze fixed for a while, and the numbers gradually became clear-

"1985...... How to ......"

My heart twitched, what's going on?

I wiped away my tears vigorously and looked at the wall calendar with all my might—

The time is clearly shown to be 1985!

I'm not!

Xiao Xin was born in 87 and belongs to the little white rabbit, how can it be 85 years?

My scalp started to tingle again, I couldn't figure it out, but I could see a certainty in my bones, very sure that this baby was me!

How can the date of birth change?

The sight fast-forwarded again, and it seemed like I couldn't let my mind wander......

Just look, let you see!

Understand!

I looked at the old lady through the invisible barrier, I thought she would give up, but she hugged me in my baby and cried, and when she had cried enough, she ran to another hospital.

The scene is blurred~

Her slightly hunched back was reflected more and more clearly, she hugged me, carefully fed me rice cereal, and the corners of her eyes were dry from crying. Gray and bleak......

I lost count of the number of hospitals she went to, but I just watched her get the same answers again and again in the heart surgery office.

She took me in her arms and began to kneel, and she told the doctor that she had pity on her for her age to have such a grandson, and begged the doctor to save her grandson.

Tears blurred my vision......

I watched the old lady squatting in the corridor with me in her arms and crying helplessly, and I also squatted down and cried with her.

There are some answers. It's getting more and more obvious.

I'm such a money-burning grandson who waits for death every minute......

How can she save it?

It's a hot potato.

"Grandma...... Don't, don't ......"

I muttered, my hand on the barrier, "Don't throw me...... Don't throw me ......"

Even if that little one is still ignorant and just crying when I'm hungry, don't throw me away, I'm afraid, I'm afraid......

The old lady squatted in the corridor for a long time, her tears dried up, her eyes gradually revealed resoluteness, my heart twisted, watching her kiss and kiss the baby in swaddling clothes, and then, in a dumb voice, "Baby...... Grandma can't save you...... But I can't watch you die, fight, you may still have a way to live......"

"Don't ...... Don't ......"

I stood up against the barrier, my face pressed closer, and my crying body trembled slightly, "Take me home...... Take me home......"

I know it's useless, but the result is clear, but I still can't control it, if I have to choose, even if I die, I want to die clearly!

I want to die at home, I want to know who my parents are, I don't want to be like duckweed, my heart has no home!

It's up to me!