Chapter 422: I'd Rather That Was Me
Department of Oncology, The Third People's Hospital of Haiqing City.
The 10-year-old girl was lying on the bed, her body was extremely emaciated, which could be described as skinny, a real skin wrapped in bones.
Her whole body was covered in tubes.
She wanted to move, but she didn't have the strength to move.
In several rounds of chemotherapy, her face was already pale and bloodless, and her spirit was darkening day by day.
Her face was rubbed with an oxygen cylinder, and it seemed that she could not even breathe.
Her eyes were always half-open and half-closed, and she didn't seem to be asleep, but she wasn't very awake either.
At this time, a woman in her thirties walked in, and when she saw the woman, that is, her mother, the little girl's eyes seemed to be a little more clear.
The woman, that is, Mao Yiyun, is the mother of the little girl Orange Orange.
She had just returned from the doctor's office with her daughter Orange Orange's latest physical examination report in her hand.
It's just that Mao Yiyun's heart can't calm down, the hand holding the report is trembling, and even her legs are almost weak, she has already cried outside just now.
She didn't want to cry, she didn't want to be seen by Orange Orange after entering the ward.
But after getting these reports and hearing the doctor's words, how could she, as a mother, endure it.
The doctor said that Orange Orange was strong, she had survived several chemotherapy treatments, but her body had reached its limit and could not be treated again.
The final meaning is that Orange Orange is estimated to be in these three days, so that she has a mental preparation.
Mao Yiyun's heart hurt.
Let her do any psychological preparations, preparations for her daughter's imminent death?
But she is a mother, and her daughter was born after she fought hard to die for a lifetime, and it was a piece of meat that fell from her body.
How could she watch her daughter die.
Mao Yiyun wanted to kneel in front of the doctor and ask him to save Orange Orange again, but she actually knew that the doctor had done his best.
But why did fate do this to her, to Orange Orange.
If there is any suffering, just come to her, anyway, she has already endured so much before, she is not afraid.
But why let Orange Orange, a little girl who is only 10 years old, bear it.
She is obviously such a kind, such a bright and sunny little girl, she is only 10 years old, why did God let her suffer this.
Mao Yiyun asked the heavens countless times, but he couldn't get a response.
Hearing the notice that her daughter was about to die, how could Mao Yiyun, as a mother, not break down.
But what can she do, she can only pack up her emotions after crying, return to the ward, and accompany her daughter.
"Orange, are you awake, can you hear your mother?" Mao Yiyun tried her best to pull out a trace of arc at the corners of her mouth, and her voice was also very soft.
didn't know that her red eyes had made Orange Orange, who had woken up temporarily, understand something.
In fact, as a sick person, even though she is only 10 years old, she actually knows something.
She knew she was dying.
She had to leave her beloved mom anymore.
She was reluctant, but ......
Orange Orange's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't have much strength, and the voice she made was too small and too small.
"Orange, what did you say?"
Mao Yiyun listened closer and heard what Orange Cheng said.
In fact, there is only one word "pain".
Yes, Orange Orange hurts a lot, it hurts in the body, it hurts in the soul, and even the breath hurts.
Almost when he heard this word, Mao Yiyun, who had barely controlled his emotions, instantly turned red again.
She tried her best to control her emotions and not let her tears fall.
"Mom knows you're in pain, Mom knows, Mom can you press it for you?"
Mao Yiyun knew that Orange Orange hurt.
The word hurt, in fact, orange orange
Said more than once.
But in fact, not long ago, I just gave Orange Orange a painkiller injection.
But Orange still hurts.
She knew that Orange Orange could still fall asleep after taking painkiller injections before, but she had been in pain for the past two days.
Mao Yiyun knows that it hurts in the advanced stage of cancer, it hurts very much, and it is said that it hurts more than giving birth.
She thought of the time when she was born Orange Orange, when she was already in a lot of pain, and she almost couldn't bear it anymore.
But now Orange Orange hurts even more than she did at the beginning.
She was so young, but she had to endure the pain.
I endured the pain of chemotherapy again and again, and endured the pain and suffering of the advanced stage of the disease.
Mao Yiyun hopes that these pains, even cancer, can be transferred to her.
Let her bear it for her daughter.
Mao Yiyun turned over for her daughter and massaged her body, hoping to relieve her pain.
But she didn't know that the pain of cancer hurt to the bones and soul.
Orange opened her lips again.
"What's the matter, what else does Orange want to say to her mother?"
Mao Yiyun approached her daughter again.
This time, because what Cheng Cheng said was no longer a word, but a sentence, Mao Yiyun had a little difficulty listening.
It wasn't until a few times later that Mao Yiyun heard her daughter's weak voice in her ears.
"Pull, drop, hurt, die, want to die, it hurts......
When she heard her daughter's words clearly, Mao Yiyun was suddenly stunned, and then her body trembled uncontrollably, and her tears fell again.
Her lips flared open, and it took several times before she finally spoke.
"Orange Orange, Mom knows that you hurt, Mom knows that you hurt very much, but how can you, how can you ......?"
How can you get me to unplug your oxygen cylinder?
If you unplug it, you'll die in no time.
"Orange Orange, Mom's Orange Orange, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mom doesn't know that you hurt so much, if she could, Mom would like to share the ...... for you" No one can understand how much a mother's heart hurts when she hears her child say to her and tell her to pull out her oxygen cylinder and end her life.
Mao Yiyun couldn't hold back her tears anymore, "God, why isn't the sick person me!" The one who wanted to die wasn't me.
I'd rather it be me.
She knew, she always knew that Orange Orange was a sensible and well-behaved child, because she didn't have a father, only her mother's company, so Orange Orange was also precocious, and she knew at a young age not to cause trouble to her mother, and to be obedient.
I fell, was injured, and bled out, and I was afraid that my mother would cry and be worried, and she would also smile and say to my mother, it didn't hurt, and she would wipe her tears for her mother who cried because she saw her injured.
But now Orange Orange cried out in pain, and because it hurt too much, she chose to give up her life automatically and choose to leave her mother who she loved so much, which shows how much pain she should have.
Thinking of this, Mao Yiyun's heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.
In fact, although Mao Yiyun is only 36 years old this year, the first half of her life was not happy, and it can even be said that she did not have a good time.