But she didn't ask directly, only saying with concern, "Then you'll have to be more careful next time."
"I will be careful, thank you for your concern, sister."
The sky outside was gradually darkening; it was now Xia Lian's usual time to go home.
"It's time, Xiao Lian, you should go home now." She helped Xia Lian, who was lying in her arms, up and gently patted her head.
"I understand, Mom." Xia Lian slowly stood up, looking at her mother's increasingly thin face. After hesitating for a long time, she finally asked the question she most wanted to ask, "Mom, are you getting better soon?"
Zhou Yu paused for a moment, but quickly recovered and said with a smile, "Yes, I'll be better soon. Don't worry, I might be fully recovered any day now."
Hearing this, Xia Lian felt a little relieved.
"Mom, I'm going home now." She smiled and waved to Zhou Yu at the door. "Take care of yourself! Get well soon!"
"I understand." Zhou Yu smiled gently. "Have a good time with your friends at school, and take good care of yourself while I'm not around."
"Okay, goodbye then. I'll have to trouble you to take care of my mother for a while, sister. Goodbye."
After saying that, Xia Lian closed the door with a smile.
The next second, the forced smile on her face vanished, and she lowered her head, her face full of gloom.
"Mother……"
Leaning against the wall, she slowly sat down, hugging her knees. Her eyes became increasingly vacant and lifeless. She had almost believed what Xia Lian had said earlier.
The burn scar on the back of my neck was even seen by others... I just hope they didn't suspect anything...
"I'm sorry, Mom, I didn't want you to know what happened at school..." Xia Lian buried her head between her legs and murmured softly.
She didn't know whether her mother's situation was good or bad, and she wanted to put her mother at ease, so that at least she could pretend to be serious and let her know that her daughter was doing well at school.
My mother's health is not good right now, and I can't let her suffer any kind of stress, so I can handle things at school on my own.
She didn't like faking smiles, but for her mother's sake, Xia Lian had to force herself to smile.
"Alright, it's time to go home." Xia Lian let out a breath, the worry on her face had disappeared, she reached out and gently patted her cheeks, and walked away.
A few minutes after she left, Dr. Li returned to the ward, opened the door, and said, "Xiao Lian was here just now, wasn't she?"
"Dr. Li...?"
"Why are you crying?"
Looking at Zhou Yu, whose eyes were red and swollen, he sighed and remained silent.
"You haven't told Xiaolian yet, have you?" Dr. Li walked to the window and took a breath of fresh air.
Zhou Yu shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. The thought of what would happen to her daughter in the future made her heart ache.
Xia Lian's performance was evident to everyone in the hospital. Because she delivered meals to people every day, many people recognized her face.
This child is very sensible, so sensible that it's as if he's aged several years ahead of time.
However, the more sensible she became, the more Zhou Yu felt sorry for her. Of course, she knew her own body best. She had forced herself to eat the meal just now, even though her stomach was churning.
"I really don't know what to do..."
She was a woman in her thirties, but she didn't know how to face what was to come. Zhou Yu wasn't afraid of death; what she feared was Xia Lian being alone and helpless in the world.
“That child has already suffered enough…” Zhou Yu wiped away her tears, the bitterness in her heart could not be stopped by crying.
The hospital has witnessed too many people suffering. On this night, a mother and daughter, each with their own worries, were together.
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