Chapter 485
Twenty-first century.
City First Hospital.
The haggard-looking woman stood anxiously in the corridor outside the operating room.
Although there were chairs for family members to rest not far away, she never sat on them. Instead, she stared at the operating room and walked back and forth, as if this could alleviate the fear in her heart.
Yun Lejin could no longer remember how many times her daughter had to be critically ill and needed emergency treatment.
Since the little one was born, she has never had a healthy and normal day. The mother and daughter completely regarded the hospital as their home, and moved around in various hospital wards and operating rooms, unable to rest every day.
The sky outside the window at the other end of the hospital corridor was just beginning to show the pale dawn light, but the child in the operating room had already been pushed in for nearly two hours.
Two hours, every minute and every second seemed as long as a whole lifetime for Yun Lejin.
Her thoughts were being pulled and torn by fear and worry. Yun Lejin's eyes were bloodshot from years of staying up late, and her lips were dry and pale, but she seemed unaware of anything. Her heart and eyes were fixed on the same place.
Until the sky outside the window became completely bright, the door of the operating room was finally opened as she wished.
The moment she took a step forward and ran over, Yun Lejin almost stumbled and fell to the ground. She barely held onto the cold wall. She took a deep breath and looked at the familiar doctor eagerly: "...Doctor Zhang, how is Mianmian?"
The fear that she herself was not aware of was clearly conveyed to everyone present through her trembling sobs.
Without waiting for the doctor to answer, the nurse who was also familiar to her came out behind her, pushing a cart with a smile on her face.
"Don't worry, Mianmian is the strongest and most sensible child I have ever met. She is not willing to leave her beloved mother and sneak away."
With just one sentence, Yun Lejin's anxiety fell heavily. It seemed as if all the strength in her body had been drained away, but she still forced herself to smile at the doctors and nurses, then walked impatiently to the side of the cart, lowered her head and looked intently at her daughter's quiet and pale appearance.
"Let's go and send Mianmian back to the ward first." Mianmian's attending physician nodded to the nurses, and together with them, they sent Yun Lejin and Yun Mian, who still needed observation, back to their permanent ward.
"Sister Yun, if Mianmian wakes up later, please remember to moisten her mouth with a cotton swab dipped in water." The nurse specifically reminded her before leaving.
Yun Lejin nodded gratefully, and after they left, she sat on the accompanying stool, held her daughter's cold little hands with both hands, and lowered her head to blow warm air gently into her little hands.
Then he kept sitting in this position until the child slowly and weakly opened his eyes.
Yun Mian's clear eyes reflected her mother's haggard and old appearance. She was a little dazed, and the unstoppable pain all over her body made it difficult for her to tell whether this was a dream or reality.
Mom seems old.
Mom seems very tired.
Mom...seems like she is secretly shedding tears.
Every time Yunmian came out of the operating room, she could see her mother’s red and swollen eyes. She wanted her mother to stop crying, but her body was disobedient, and her mother’s tears were also disobedient.
A few seconds after Yun Mian woke up, Yun Lejin suddenly raised her eyes as if she had sensed something, and the gazes of the mother and daughter met each other's equally haggard eyes. One was filled with tears of joy, while the other was trying to bend her eyes and raise her head to laugh.
"Mom~" The soft voice was completely covered by the oxygen mask.
Yun Lejin leaned over and touched her daughter's forehead, which was wet with sweat from the pain. Then she lowered her head and kissed her, saying softly, "Mianmian, be good. Mommy is here."
But as soon as the words came out, with a blink of an eye, tears fell on Yunmian's face.
Yunmian pursed her lips and looked at her mother who hurriedly stood up and turned her head to wipe her tears. She also felt like crying.
But she still tried hard to hold back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, and her little hand moved slowly, bit by bit, and finally succeeded in grabbing the sleeve of her mother's other hand that was supporting herself on the edge of the bed.
"Mom~"
The children tried their best to lip-sync.
Yun Lejin wiped away her tears and lowered her head to get closer to her daughter who was trying hard to speak.
The child stared at her for two seconds, then smiled at her with curved eyebrows and eyes, and the voice under the oxygen mask was soft and gentle: "Mom, I love you~"
The tears that had just been wiped away seemed to be about to burst out again.
"Mom loves Mianmian the most, too."
Yun Lejin touched her daughter's face, smiled, and changed the subject, asking, "Is Mianmian still in pain?"
The little boy, whose pain never ceased, shook his head obediently.
"Does Mianmian want to sleep or watch cartoons?" Yun Lejin picked up the tablet beside her. This was a tool she had prepared specially for her daughter to learn to read, but it was no longer useful now.
Yun Mian looked at the tablet, her eyes slightly brightening.
Yun Lejin laughed, turned around and raised her hand to wipe away her tears, then pointed to the cartoon that the child had not finished watching yesterday on the tablet.
But Yunmian was not paying close attention.
My whole body aches, from my internal organs to my head to my toes, even my fingertips are twitching and hurting.
No one can get used to pain, let alone Yunmian who is only five years old now.
But at the age of five, she had already learned how to pretend that the pain wasn't so severe in front of her mother.
Don't cry, don't make a fuss, don't frown, hide your trembling hands, feet and body under the quilt, smile at your mother often, talk to your mother and act coquettishly, so that even your mother will find it difficult to notice how bad your current condition is.
But Mianmian, who thought she had disguised herself well, had no idea how smart her mother was. It was just that her lips were occasionally bitten with teeth marks, and her face was as pale as paper... How could a mother easily ignore it?
It's just that one is enduring the pain and the other is enduring the heartache.
By the next day, Yunmian's condition was better than when she returned to the ward yesterday, and the nurse also said that she could eat some mild and easy-to-digest food.
So early in the morning, when Yunmian was still sleeping, Yun Lejin returned to the rented house near the hospital and busily cooked a small pot of sweet and thick pumpkin porridge and brought it back to the ward.
When she came back, Yunmian was answering the nurse's questions.
Do you feel any pain in your body? Is it less painful today than yesterday? Have you taken any medicine? Have you gone to the toilet after waking up?
Every time the nurse asked a question, the child on the bed answered obediently. He looked so quiet that he didn't look like a five-year-old child at all.
At this moment, Mianmian still had a bright smile in her eyes, as if she was not affected by the disease at all.
Finally, the nurse raised her hand and gently rubbed the top of Mianmian's head, coaxing her softly: "Mianmian is great, eat well later, and when I come to change the liquid after dinner, I will bring you a beautiful little flower, okay?"
She didn't dare to rub too hard. After all, even if she didn't touch the child with force on purpose, it might sometimes cause the child to feel a piercing pain.
Yunmian is the young patient with the most special pathology admitted to their hospital. Both mother and daughter have been living in the hospital for almost a year and a half.
Even on Yunmian’s birthday a few days ago, several doctors and nurses from the department came over to give blessings.
When the nurse turned to leave, she saw Yun Lejin standing at the door of the ward with a thermos bucket in his hand, quietly staring inside.
She nodded gently to her aging mother and inevitably gave her a few more instructions before leaving.
Yunmian actually saw her mother as early as when her mother appeared.
After the nurse left, the child stared at his mother without blinking until his eyes met his mother's and then he gave her a big, bright smile.
When it was time to eat, Yunmian slowly ate half a bowl of porridge, one mouthful at a time, with the food her mother fed her. Then she shook her head and said she couldn't eat any more.
"Mommy, give me a hug~" The full child turned his body and fell gently into his mother's arms.
She loves being hugged by her mother the most. Even if it hurts a lot when her mother touches her, Yunmian is reluctant to leave.
The room was quiet for a while, with only the sound of the cartoons playing happily while eating. Yun Mian felt as if she could hear her mother's slow but strong heartbeat.
There is a kind of peace of mind when I can see my mother every time I wake up.
"Mother."
The child gently pressed his forehead against his mother's arms, and stopped after exerting a little force. Then he looked up and asked eagerly, "Do I look like a little bald head? Will I become a little monk in the temple in the future?"
Chemotherapy causes a lot of hair to fall out. Every time her mother helped pick up the hair, her eyes became red. Many times, she secretly cried outside the door holding a handful of hair. So later Yunmian asked her mother to help her shave all the hair on her head.
"Don't be a little monk."
Yun Lejin put down the bowl, hugged her daughter, raised her hand and gently touched the top of the child's fair and delicate head, and coaxed her in a gentle voice: "Mom will buy a beautiful wig for Mianmian tomorrow. We don't want to be little monks, we just want to be mom's little babies forever."
Always, always, just don't leave me forever.
Yunmian did not hear the hope and pleading in her mother's words.
She nodded obediently and began to imagine what she would look like wearing the wig.
"Mom, I want long hair, short hair, and curly hair..."
The child counted the things he imagined on his fingers one by one, then looked at his mother's hair, pursed his lips, tilted his head back and kissed his mother's chin, and said obediently: "Mom, I also want to have beautiful hair, so that I can be Mianmian's baby too!"
Yun Lejin smiled, with tears glistening in her eyes, but she wiped them away before Yun Mian noticed.
"Okay, Mommy and Mianmian will have the same hair style and be each other's babies. Then Mommy will take pictures to record it. This way, when Mianmian grows up, she won't forget Mommy."
"I will never forget my mother~"
"I will never, ever forget my mother!"
"Mom, you can't forget me, or else Mianmian won't listen to mom's stories about Little Red Riding Hood anymore. She'll run away from home and become a hairless monk in a temple!"
However, the wig had not arrived yet, and the little girl, who said she would never forget her mother, was once again admitted to the emergency room.
This extra chapter is a happy ending! There will be new settings~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher:
1 Zishujun;
Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine:
1 floating life;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
50 bottles of Su Daxueshijiawei powder;
10 bottles of Yansi Sheng;
Weeds, 1 bottle of inkstone;
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