When Gu Ze appeared before me again, his eyes were red, and his hair was disheveled.
He knelt at my bedside, "Wanwan, it was all my fault before, I was wrong."
"You don't want to transfer hospitals, that's fine. I have brought the best experts from the country here to consult on your case."
I spoke weakly, "No need."
No matter how good the experts are, they can only extend my life by a month or two. Living is just torture, why should I force myself?
Gu Ze seemed not to understand my words; he took my hand with a tenderness he had never shown before:
"You are Mango's mother. Mango is still young and cannot be without a mom."
From the bed beside mine, my son cried out as well:
"Mom, don't leave me."
"I just found out Aunt Xiaoyue is a bad person. She made it so I won't live like a normal person or eat sweets anymore."
"Mom, I understand now that you scolded me and hit me for my own good. I won't make you angry anymore."