8
When I woke up again, I was lying in a room full of flowers.
The nurse gently held my hand and said to me:
"Don't worry, dear. Even though you don't have parents, the hospital has received a large amount of donations. Your medical fees and nutrition expenses are all covered."
"Although your fingers are necrotic, your online parents are trying to make prosthetics for you, which will minimally affect your future life."
"Additionally, the director of the welfare institute also wants to meet you. Some good families are interested in adopting you."
I listened, feeling my eyes swell, as sunlight gradually penetrated my cold and desolate heart.
"But I have parents."
With a hoarse voice, I said, "They are Li Shaojie and his wife; I am their biological son."
The nurse thought I was scared silly and hurried to comfort me, "It's okay, dear, you're out of danger. You're not..."
"No! I am, I can do a paternity test." I firmly interrupted her.