Chapter 25: Healing

I raised my hand slightly and gently stroked my mother, who was crying beside me.

Suddenly, she shuddered, and then she looked up at me, and my father looked at me as well.

Under their shocked eyes, I looked at them with tears in my eyes and said, "Dad, Mom!"

I saw my mother was stunned for a few seconds before she reacted, hugged my neck tightly, tears kept sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto my shoulders, and her slightly hoarse voice shouted to me: "You scared my mother to death!"

Seeing this, my father was also stunned for a moment, and then hugged my mother and me, muttering in a low voice, and his voice trembled a little: "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up......"

Immediately, we hugged each other, cried and cried, and laughed......

After a while, the nurse came to check on the ward and found that I was awake, so she quickly called the doctor. After about a few minutes, the doctor said to the parents: "You don't let the child be hospitalized is just nonsense, although the child's condition is found early, don't be so nervous, but you still have to be hospitalized for observation and treatment, this time you have to treat it in time, otherwise it will be life-threatening!" He's sick ........"

Before the doctor could finish speaking, his mother interrupted him: "Doctor, let us discuss it first."

"What else is there to discuss!" The doctor was a little angry.

In the memory of that dream, I seemed to faint the moment I pushed the door open.

I pinched my nose and felt a little uncomfortable.

At this time, my mother didn't know what to say in the face of the doctor, and my father shook his head helplessly when he saw this, and when he was about to say something to the doctor, I stopped them first.

I said, "Mom and Dad, it's okay, it's just a terminal illness, I can get through it, I believe in your son."

After listening to my words, my parents looked at me in amazement, obviously they didn't know that I actually knew about my condition.

So when the doctor was about to tell me about my condition, my mother stopped him, and she was most afraid that she would feel very desperate and sad when I found out what was going on.

They wanted to discuss, not because they were hesitating about whether I should be hospitalized, or because they were afraid that they would not be able to pay the high medical bills, but because they were thinking about how to tell me about my illness so that the facts could minimize the impact on me!

The mother's face was a little complicated.

But my father nodded heavily at me: "Okay!"

They then talked to me about future treatment plans and precautions.

In the end, my father went with the nurse to pay the bills, and my mother sat next to me.

I said, "Mom, I miss you so much."

Although my mother was a little confused, because I always gave her the feeling that I hadn't seen her for a long time, she still smiled with me: "Mom misses you too."

It seemed to be raining today, the lights were on in the house, the curtains were drawn, and I looked at the clock hanging on the wall, it was already evening.

I said, "Well, Mom, I'm hungry."

Mother immediately stood up: "Wait, Mom, I'll get you something to eat."

I hummed and my mother left the room.

I deliberately broke away from my mother in order to call out the old man, and I had to lose that I was alone in this ward at present, otherwise it would be a little troublesome.

I propped myself up and muttered to the empty house, "Come out, old man, I want to make a wish."

In an instant, at the moment when I blinked, the old man appeared in front of me, he bent down slightly, and said to me, "I am very happy."

At that time, not to mention terminal illnesses, even slightly serious diseases may not be cured, because the current medical technology is really lacking, no matter how much money you have, it may be in vain.

However, even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance of being cured, I am not afraid, because if I want to, then I am 1 in 10,000!

I said to the old man, "I make a wish that my terminal illness will be cured."

At the beginning, I was thinking, since I have the power of wishing, why don't I press the death situation on myself, and I will use the power of wishing to offset it when the time comes.

I couldn't turn my head around, and I was still thinking about it for a long time, and I thought it was funny.

The old man nodded, stretched out five fingers, and then took it back. I don't care about his gestures anymore, but for now, I'd better hurry up and fulfill my wish.

And just as he was about to grant his wish, I suddenly remembered something and interrupted him.

I was thinking that there might be some problems with my wish at that time, so I asked the old man, "What I wish was that my mother didn't die of cancer, so I need to transfer this death to someone else." To put it another way, what would have happened if I had made a wish that 'my mother's illness was cured', instead of my mother never had a terminal illness? ”

The old man was obviously asked by my question, and he thought for a while, and replied, "Then there is naturally no need to transfer the dead end, this wish will directly cancel it out." But..."

I hurriedly asked, "But what?"

The lights in the ward became a little dim, and I don't know why, but I always felt that the dimmer the light, the more I could see the old man's face.

The old man didn't rush to continue answering, he seemed to be thinking about something, but in the end he shook his head to himself and said, "Forget it, it's nothing."

I didn't ask any further, because as long as the old man didn't say it himself, I couldn't have asked anything.

Although my wish statement was a bit wrong, which caused it to be a little more troublesome than the original, it was good that I could feel the love of my parents.

I asked the old man, "Since the timeline must have been reset and rewritten in order to change the ending, what time stage am I in now?"

The old man said, "You are in your high school years now. Because your mother's ending died during your time, to rephrase it, you had a terminal illness in high school and not your mother, so you are now in your high school years, and the timeline after that will be created by you. ”

I see, I said that my voice has become a little immature, and it turns out that I am equivalent to going back to the past.

I was excited, and said to the old man, "Okay, then you can hurry up and fulfill my wish to be healed."

The old man nodded: "It will be realized for you right away."

After that, he disappeared out of thin air.

Then my mother came back and she prepared a lot of meals for me that I liked, and I was so happy that I devoured them.

My mother hurriedly patted me on the back: "Eat slowly, eat slowly, it's not enough for Mom to get it for you."

I smiled and said yes.

My father also came back, and they just watched me eat quietly and talked to me from time to time.

I looked at the two of them and felt the emptiness in my heart for many years be released, and now it was filled with love, and all of this was what I wanted!