I'm dying, my sisters are begging for forgiveness

Chapter 73: Something more frightening than death
"It's pretty good."

“Remember to take your medicine on time.”

“Also, don’t make yourself too tired.”

After Sun Luze wrote out the prescription for painkillers, a trace of inexplicable sadness flashed in his eyes.

Judging from some data, Chen Mo's condition has actually worsened a lot.
But what would it matter even if he said it?
It can only increase the psychological pressure.

This invisible pressure will prevent many patients from falling asleep and make them afraid to wake up every night.

Once the spiritual world collapses, the rate at which the disease worsens can no longer be slowed down.

After Chen Mo took the list, he seemed to understand something. He asked, "Doctor Sun, how long can I live?"

After Sun Luze adjusted his mood, he said, "It depends on the person."

“No one can give an exact time.”

After saying these words.

Sun Luze suddenly sensed a hint of panic in Chen Mo's expression.

Is he afraid of death?
That’s right, many people in their seventies and eighties still cannot take life and death lightly.

Such a young child. Alas.
Chen Mo replied: "Doctor Sun, my past experience and this disease."

"It makes me feel like there is a carving knife sliding through my heart all the time."

"The tremendous pain on all levels made me feel desperate and decadent for a time."

“It’s because of the pain I feel that I don’t want to hurt the people I love.”

“I want to leave a legacy for the people I love before I die.”

“So I wonder, how long can I live?”

After hearing this, Sun Luze's hand holding the pen hung in the air.

He thought of the woman who claimed to be Chen Mo's sister.

I thought of the loneliness Chen Mo felt when I first saw him.

Sun Luze also understood.

Compared to death.

What Chen Mo fears more is that those he cares about will also experience the pain of suffering.
Sun Luze suddenly felt a little melancholy.

This young man in front of me is already "covered with scars", but he still carries so many things on his shoulders.
"Didn't I say before that many patients with this condition don't survive more than a year?"

"My personal estimate this time is a few months."

Sun Luze did not choose to hide it this time.

Chen Mo has said so much.

He felt that the other party should also have the right to know, so that they could arrange the rest of their time more calmly.

Chen Mo seemed to have expected this answer. He nodded calmly, said "thank you" and left the room.

This time he was not afraid of death, nor was he angry at the injustice of fate.

Instead, I calmly think about the things I should do and the people I care about.

After going downstairs.

Chen Mo saw some patients basking in the sun and chatting in the yard.

Some patients were still practicing Tai Chi movements and stretching their bodies.

And under a tree with firm and full branches and leaves.

He saw Ye Mengyao.

The light filtered through the gaps between the branches and leaves, forming smooth spots of light in twos and threes.

There were also some gentle lights and shadows shining on her body, sparkling and sparkling.

Ye Mengyao tucked a few strands of hair behind her ears and opened the book in her hand.

Her complexion looked much better, with a faint blush on it, and she looked extremely beautiful.

Chen Mo still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

At least for now, he can't bring himself to face Ye Mengyao.

With only a few months left, do I really want to disrupt Ye Mengyao's peaceful life?
The harm I have caused to Ye Mengyao is already enough.
After getting off the bus.

Before Chen Mo had walked far, he felt a sharp tinnitus and waves of tingling pain coming from all parts of his body.

This caused his body to lose balance at that moment and he fell.

His head hit the curb and he fell covered in mud.

Fortunately, a passerby came to help and supported him. His head was not broken, but it hurt a little. Of course.

Compared with the pain Chen Mo has been enduring these days, this is nothing.

However, this disheveled appearance made Chen Mo stop walking towards home.

He didn't want his mother and sister to see him like this, and didn't want to make them worry.

that's it.

Amid the astonished gazes of the people on the street.

Chen Mo walked for a long time.

Then he followed the address he remembered, entered a residential building, and rang the doorbell.

Tens of seconds later.

The door opened.

The middle-aged woman with big wavy hair in front of her was frightened when she saw Chen Mo, who was covered in mud and looked full of hostility: "You, who are you looking for?"

Because she opened a private tutoring class, she deliberately targeted many children who refused to let their parents give her benefits.

So it’s not like this that people have come to my door before.

This also made her smarter and she only targeted those children who were raised by single parents or even by grandparents.

This way you don’t have to worry about trouble coming to you.

Can.
"You are Yang Chuxue's homeroom teacher, right?"

"I'm her brother."

"I'll have her transfer to another school soon. Please be more restrained these few days."

"If you target her again, I'll bring a knife next time I come to you."

Chen Mo said calmly.

But it made the middle-aged woman feel a little scared.

Because she really felt that this was not just something said in anger.

The young man in front of me knows how to do what he says.

Her voice was trembling and somewhat incoherent: "You you you, this is a society ruled by law, you you you."

Chen Mo smiled and said, "I'm going to die. I only have a few months left."

"You can use your life to test whether I dare or not."

When the middle-aged woman saw the smile on the other person's face, she felt like she saw a madman. She was really scared, so she agreed to Chen Mo.

It was not until Chen Mo’s figure disappeared for a long time.

The middle-aged woman finally dared to curse out loud what was in her heart: "You deserve to have only a few months to live, it's so damn unlucky!"

But she didn't dare to target this crazy man's sister again.

After all, a person with a terminal illness like this could do anything.

After leaving the community and coming to the street.

Chen Mo first found a clothing stall to change into new clothes, borrowed some water, and washed his face.

Then he stopped when he passed a flower shop.

The clerk in the flower shop was a very enthusiastic uncle: "Young man, do you want to buy flowers?"

"They are all newly arrived. Look at them. They are absolutely fresh."

Chen Mo nodded and entered the flower shop.

Following the recommendation of the shop assistant, I walked out of the flower shop with an arm full of tulips.

on the way home.

There are still many passers-by looking sideways.

However, unlike the previous astonishment, this time the eyes of passers-by were filled with envy and yearning for beautiful things.

After returning home.

Yang Yelan was cleaning the living room.

Chen Mo stuffed the bouquet of flowers in his hand into her arms.

Yang Yelan burst into tears: "Thank you, son."

(End of this chapter)