She asked, “How long can I live?”
The doctor replied: "With proper treatment, it will take at most half a year."
She then asked, “How much does the treatment cost?”
The doctor said gravely, "Without medical insurance, it would cost about 200,000 or 300,000 yuan...at least."
Li Wei smiled.
All the money she had ever seen in her life was not even a fraction of this amount.
She took the diagnosis report and walked out of the hospital.
She didn't tell anyone about this.
As usual, she still went to the streets to distribute flyers and worked as a waiter in the restaurant.
Until one day, when she was handing out flyers, she suddenly felt dizzy and passed out.
When she woke up again, she found herself lying on a hospital bed.
A doctor in a white coat told her that a young man with white hair brought her here and paid the medical expenses.
The teachers from the welfare home also rushed over.
The teacher's eyes were red as she took out an envelope from her bag and stuffed it into her hand.
"Xiao Wei, this is the money the children in the courtyard have collected for you. It's not much, so take it first..."
Li Wei opened the envelope and found three thousand yuan inside, some new and some old, neatly stacked.
She pushed the money back.
"Teacher, take it back and give it to someone who needs it more."
......
The spring of twenty-four.
Li Wei was lying on the hospital bed, her life was coming to an end.
The cancer cells eroded her internal organs, and every breath was accompanied by severe pain.
She was so thin that she was just a bag of bones, with sunken eye sockets and sallow skin.
She didn't want to live anymore and wanted to leave this world as soon as possible.
She wondered, why did a teacher happen to be out late at night on that snowy night twenty-four years ago?
Just freeze to death, how nice...
Her consciousness gradually became blurred, and the young nurses beside her seemed to be sobbing as they discussed how to put makeup on her so that she could look beautiful even in her last moments.
Makeup...
What an unfamiliar word.
Li Wei thought in a daze.
At this moment, several voices seemed to ring in her ears.
An anxious, hoarse male voice.
"Xiao Wei! Xiao Wei!"
A tender, crying child's voice.
"elder sister--!"
There was also a nice but sad female voice.
“Xiao Wei——!”
Who is calling me?
[So familiar...]
[A feeling of...closeness?]
Is it my relative?
[But, where do I have any relatives? ]
......
[No, I have to go see who they are! ]
......
With each call, the sobbing of the young nurses gradually faded away.
Next moment!
Boom——!
Endless spiritual light bloomed in an instant, completely submerging her consciousness.
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