Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
"Zhen Zhuo, you promised me but changed your mind."
"Once Yu Zhu gives birth, I will have nothing to do with her anymore."
"At that time, we can live our lives well."
"Do you believe me?"
As I listened to his words, a chill ran from my head to my toes.
"Zhen Zhuo, let's be honest, you just want a child, don't you?"
"You're afraid I won't agree to have a child for you, so you turned to Wen Ling."
"You keep saying you love me, but in reality, the one you love the most is yourself."
Fine, I'm tired.
"Zhen Zhuo, I will let you go."
Leaving Zhen Zhuo's Company, I went straight to the hospital.
The doctor told me that if I insisted on having this child, it might not survive beyond two years.
His advice was to terminate the pregnancy and actively cooperate with treatment; perhaps I could still have over five years of life.
"Once your health is restored, you can have another child."
I listened to the doctor's words, feeling a chill in my heart.
Yes, I could have another child.
But how could I bear to let this child suffer alongside me?
I wanted to use my life to protect him, to ensure he arrives in this world safely.
I wanted him to be a light in Zhen Zhuo's life, so he would no longer be alone.
But Zhen Zhuo's choice completely shattered my hopes.
I cannot allow this child to live under the tyranny of a stepmother who rose to power through Mistress.
I cannot let him lose his mother's love from the moment he is born, enduring the hardships of the world alone.
"Doctor, please arrange for me to have a painless surgery."
"I don't want to suffer too much."
"But still let me feel something."
"I want to remember that I am not alone."
"I am in pain just like him."
The surgery was completed quickly.
I took a photo of myself looking pale, along with the abortion surgery slip.
I posted it in a moment only visible to myself.
I wondered how Zhen Zhuo would feel if he saw this image and text.
Soon, I came to a realization.
No matter how he felt, it no longer mattered to me.
I sat blankly on the bench outside the operating room for a long time.
When I finally stood up, I suddenly felt a rush of blood flowing beneath me.
I leaned against the wall, and with every step I took, it felt like my legs were being cut by knives.
I remembered that fairy tale, The Little Mermaid. Did she feel this kind of pain when she walked towards the prince after losing her tail?
With each step, it was like she was stepping on the tips of knives, yet she still moved toward her beloved prince.
She thought that as long as she reached the shore, she would win the prince's love and live happily ever after with him.
But in the end, The Little Mermaid did not attain her love or her life.
She turned into a pile of foam and disappeared into the depths of the sea.
I let out a self-deprecating laugh.
I will not turn into foam.
I hope my life can be more valuable.
An hour later, I arrived at Tumor Hospital.
Wen Jiayou, who had been waiting for me, looked at me with concern in his eyes. "Yu Zhu, why do you look so pale?"
Wen Jiayou is my junior, also a graduate of North City University Medical School.
He graduated two classes after me and is now a key doctor in the Urology Oncology Department.
If it weren't for an injury I suffered three years ago, I would have the same exceptional medical skills as he does, saving lives and helping the injured.
However, that accident took away my ability to perform surgery and made me say goodbye to the scalpel forever.
When Wen Jiayou saw me, his first reaction was to comfort me. "Yu Zhu, don't be afraid. Let's do a comprehensive check-up first. If the cancer cells haven't metastasized, we can consider resection. The ten-year survival rate for kidney cancer is still quite high."
Comment 0 Comment Count