You Ziyu looked at Mo Lanyan's gaze with a hint of resentment and pain.

He will never be able to respond to his sister again.

Even when he heard what he didn't like to hear the most, it was the 'Ziyu' he longed for to hear the most, and he couldn't respond anymore.

Because it's really time to part.

When Mo Lanyan heard this, she was so painful that she grabbed the pillow towel with both hands, and she didn't dare to continue to put her hand on Ziyu's face. She was afraid that her out-of-control emotions would hurt Ziyu and make him hurt.

Although she knew, he didn't feel pain.

"Sister listen, sister will listen in the future, and sister will never call Ziyu again in the future."

This sentence used up almost all of Moran's strength. If she had known earlier, she would not have shouted these two words.

No wonder he was so resistant to these two words before, because he was afraid of parting.

She'll change, she'll change.

But the point is, even if she changes, even if she no longer shouts the word 'Ziyu', even if she calls 'Xiaoyu' and calls his full name, he can't hear it.

"Silly sister, you still call me 'Ziyu', this title belongs to you, unique, and good."

You Ziyu smiled palely, feeling that her strength was gradually disappearing.

"Sister, can you help me call my mother in." He felt so sleepy, he seemed to be about to fall asleep, and before he fell asleep, he wanted to see his mother greedily again.

"Mom?" Only then did Moran Ember realize that the female doctor in a white coat standing outside just now was Ziyu's mother. Quickly wiped away his tears, and was about to get up to call Ziyu's mother, but was stopped by a voice.

"No need to shout."

Jiang Fuyu walked in directly after You Ziyu said this, his eyes were red, and there were still undried tears on his face. Obviously, Jiang Fuyu listened to the conversation between the two.

Seeing his child lying helplessly on the hospital bed, Jiang Fuyu clenched the bottle in his hand, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

"Mom, you've finally come to see Xiaoyu."

You Ziyu watched her mother walk in and smiled faintly.

"I'm sorry, my mother is just too busy to accompany you during this time, I'm really sorry." Jiang Fuyu came to the bedside, endured the pain in his heart, and smiled apologetically at You Ziyu.

"It's okay, mom is busy, I can understand mom."

"Mom, don't cry, you have to take good care of yourself, your mother will be alone in the future, Xiaoyu can't accompany her mother, Xiaoyu is worried about her mother."

Seeing his mother crying for herself, You Ziyu comforted softly.

In his life, he was able to be spoiled by his mother when he was born, and he was able to be spoiled by his sister when he left, enough and satisfied.

"Silly boy." Jiang Fuyu raised his head slightly, not daring to look at his child's eyes.

It is said that looking up at forty-five degrees can not shed tears, why are her tears so turbulent?

Who would have thought that she was the mother who injected her child with cyanide in the end and let the child go.

She, who is a mother, finally chose to send her child out of this world with her own hands.

All these years, she has always wanted to save her own children, and she wants to take her children back from the mouth of death.

But in the end, it failed.

She can't be saved!

She, a doctor, can save so many people, but she can't save her own children.

He even had to send his own children out of this world with his own hands.

It was too cruel for her.