Do you still need to think about this question? Because I can't replace my mother, I'm sad and weeping.

I'm so stupid......

I kept scolding myself in my heart, crying and scolding while scolding, and I wanted to scold all the mistakes I had made, so that I could relieve some of my guilt towards my mother, so that my mother could feel my sincere apology.

Ten minutes later, the nurse finally left, and I, already crying hoarsely, physically and mentally exhausted. At this moment, I looked at my mother, who was lying on the hospital bed and couldn't move, with mixed feelings.

I wanted to go over to see my mother, but I was afraid that the sadness of the heavy graphite on my body would disturb me. Although my mother is unconscious, she must have felt it, and I have no doubt about it, because my mother and I are related by blood.

It is because of this special relationship that I have a lot of concerns; It was precisely because of this special relationship that I finally hesitated and walked towards the hospital bed with heavy steps.

In less than five seconds, I saw my mother.

When I looked at my mother, whose eyes were closed, her breathing was hard and weak, and there were tears still in the corners of her eyes, I shuddered violently. At the same time, I held out my hand tremblingly.

"Mom, don't cry, I know you're uncomfortable, but the wound in your eye isn't healed yet, you can't cry, you can't cry! If you don't cry, I'll kiss you, every time I was sick when I was a child, you kissed me, and you said that as long as I was kissed by you, my body would recover quickly, because my mother's kiss has the superpower of love. I believe what you say, and I believe that your daughter's kiss has the same superpower and can help ease your pain. ”

Before I finished speaking, I cried and kissed my mother on the face, just like she kissed me when she was a child.

"Mom, it's the New Year soon, and we haven't cleaned up yet. You say that seventy ancient and rare, eighty cane dynasty, ninety years old, and 100 years old; You said that you would travel the world with me in your old age, and you would not allow me to lie to you; You say, you, why are you lying in the hospital......"

Speaking of this, tears welled up in my eyes. I know my mom is also very uncomfortable, although she is unconscious, she can feel everything.

"Daughter, no one will always have smooth sailing, everyone will have times when they face the wind and waves, as long as you don't fall, no one can knock you down."

Mom, I said your words word for word, and I never dared to forget them, let alone let me fall.

And yet, you fell.

I'm bleeding from my mouth, do you know why? Because it's a mouthful.

I didn't expect that the mouth would really break through......

Looking at the blood flowing from the corner of my mouth, Zhang Yang was anxious and distressed, he took a cotton swab and wanted to give me medicine, but I waved his hand to stop him.

I lifted my stiff arm and wiped the bright red from the corners of my mouth.

After waiting for a long time, Mom still didn't change, still lying motionless. But I knew Mom was trying to breathe because the numbers on the ventilator were beating all the time.

To be honest, I was touched by her tenacious desire to survive, but the sound of her breathing also made me sad. is like a gossamer, which is probably to describe my mother's breathing at the moment.

I stood up again and carefully kissed my mother's cheek with my chapped and bloody lips, I was so careful, for fear that the cracked lips would accidentally scratch my mother's carefully cared for face.

Mom pays great attention to maintenance, and she will try her best to protect every inch of her body. It's just that a person like her, who pays so much attention to her image, had to shave her hair because of a craniotomy.

She must not like the way she looks now, and when I think of this, I forced a smile on my face and said, "Mom, you will always be beautiful and moving, no matter when and where." Knowing that you are tired and want to rest, then lie down more and listen to my story. ”