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Chapter 422 I would rather that be me
Department of Oncology, Haiqing Third People's Hospital.

The 10-year-old girl was lying on the bed. Her body was extremely thin. It could be described as skinny and skinny. She was really skin and bones.

She had tubes rubbed all over her body.

She wanted to move, but she felt like she had no strength in her body and couldn't move.

During several rounds of chemotherapy, her face had become pale and bloodless, and her mental state was getting darker day by day.

She had an oxygen bottle rubbed on her face, and it seemed like she was having difficulty breathing.

Her eyes were always half-open and half-closed. She didn't seem to be asleep, but she wasn't very awake either.

At this time, a woman in her thirties walked in. When she saw the woman, her mother, the little girl's eyes seemed to be a little more awake.

The woman, Mao Yiyun, is the mother of the little girl Chengcheng.

She had just returned from the doctor's office, holding in her hand the latest physical examination report of her daughter Chengcheng.

But Mao Yiyun's heart couldn't calm down. The hand holding the report was trembling, and even her legs were almost weak. She had cried outside just now.

She didn't want to cry. She didn't want Chengcheng to notice something strange about her after entering the ward.

But after getting these reports and hearing what the doctor said, how could she, as a mother, endure it.

The doctor said that Chengcheng was strong and she survived several rounds of chemotherapy, but her body had reached its limit and she could no longer undergo chemotherapy.

The final meaning is that Chengcheng is probably here for these three days, so that she can be mentally prepared.

Mao Yiyun's heart ached.

How should she be mentally prepared for her daughter to die soon?
But she is a mother, and her daughter is a piece of flesh that fell from her body after she struggled to survive.

How could she watch her daughter die.

Mao Yiyun really wanted to kneel in front of the doctor and ask him to save Chengcheng again, but she actually knew that the doctor had already tried his best.

But why did fate treat her and Chengcheng like this?

If there is any suffering, just come to her. Anyway, she has endured so much before and she is not afraid anymore.

But why should Chengcheng, a 10-year-old girl, bear this?

She is obviously such a kind, bright and sunny little girl. She is only 10 years old. Why does God let her suffer this?

Mao Yiyun asked God countless times, but failed to get a response.

After hearing the news that her daughter was about to die, how could Mao Yiyun, as a mother, not collapse emotionally.

But what can she do? She can only collect her emotions after crying, return to the ward, and be with her daughter.

"Chengcheng, you're awake, can you hear your mother?" Mao Yiyun tried his best to curve the corners of his mouth, and his voice was very soft.

Little did he know that her red eyes had already made Chengcheng, who was temporarily awake, understand something.

In fact, as the patient herself, even though she is only 10 years old, she actually knows something.

She knew she was dying.

She had to leave the mother she loved.

She was reluctant, but...

Chengcheng's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't have much strength, and the sound she made was too small.

"Chengcheng, what did you say?"

Mao Yiyun leaned closer and heard what Chengcheng said.

In fact, there is only one word "pain".

Yes, Chengcheng was in pain, her body was in pain, her soul was in pain, and even breathing was in pain.

Almost as soon as he heard this word, Mao Yiyun, who had barely controlled his emotions, his eyes instantly turned red again.She tried her best to control her emotions and prevent her tears from falling.

"Mom knows you're in pain. Mom knows. Mom, can I help you press it?"

Mao Yiyun knew that Chengcheng was in pain.

In fact, Chengcheng has said the word "pain" more than once.

But in fact, not long ago, Chengcheng was given a painkiller injection.

But Chengcheng still hurts.

She knew that Chengcheng could still fall asleep after taking analgesic injections before, but in the past two days, he had been in pain so much that he couldn't sleep.

Mao Yiyun knew that late-stage cancer would be painful, very painful, and it was said that it was more painful than giving birth to a child.

She thought of the time when she gave birth to Chengcheng. At that time, she was already in so much pain that she almost couldn't bear it anymore.

But Chengcheng is in more pain now than she was before.

She was still so young, but she had to endure these pains.

Enduring the pain of chemotherapy again and again, and the pain and suffering in the late stages of the disease.

Mao Yiyun hopes that these pains and even cancer can be transferred to her body.

Let her bear it for her daughter.

Mao Yiyun turned her daughter over and massaged her body, hoping to relieve her pain.

But she didn’t know that the pain of cancer was deep in her bones and soul.

Chengcheng opened her lips again.

"What's the matter? Is there anything else Chengcheng wants to say to mom?"

Mao Yiyun approached her daughter again.

This time, because what Chengcheng said was no longer a word, but a sentence, Mao Yiyun had a hard time hearing it.

It wasn't until several times later that Mao Yiyun heard her daughter's weak voice in her ears.

"Pull it out, it hurts, I want to die, I want to die, it hurts so much..."

When he heard his daughter's words clearly, Mao Yiyun was suddenly stunned, and then his body trembled uncontrollably, and his tears fell again uncontrollably.

She opened her lips, and it took several times before she finally made a sound.

"Chengcheng, mom knows that you are in pain, mom knows that you are in pain, very much, but how could you, how could you..."

How can you let me unplug your oxygen bottle?

If you pull it out, you will die soon.

"Chengcheng, mommy's Chengcheng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, mom didn't know you were in so much pain, if possible, mom would like to share the burden with you..." No one can understand that when a mother hears her child say to her, let her How her heart ached as she unplugged her oxygen tank and ended her life.

Mao Yiyun couldn't help crying any longer, "Oh God, why am I not the one who is sick!" Why is it not me who is dying?

I'd rather that be me.

She knew that she had always known that Chengcheng was a sensible and well-behaved child. Because she had no father and only had her mother by her side, Chengcheng also matured precociously. She knew at a young age not to cause trouble to her mother and to be obedient.

When she fell, got hurt, or bleeds, she was worried that her mother would cry. She would also smile and tell her mother that it didn’t hurt, and would wipe her tears when her mother cried when she saw her hurt.

But now Chengcheng cried out that it hurt, and because it hurt too much, she chose to give up her life and leave the mother she loved so much. This shows how much pain she must have.

Thinking of this, Mao Yiyun was so heartbroken that it was difficult to breathe.

In fact, although Mao Yiyun is only 36 years old this year, she did not live a happy life in the first half of her life. It can even be said that she had a bad life.

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