When Mo Yan called, the police gestured for Liu Junxuan to answer the phone.
"Mom, what are you doing? Why did you call the police? Weren't we just doing a normal crowdfunding campaign?" Even now, he's still thinking about lying to people.
"Give me a break! Did you call me? Did you text me? Did you even ask me anything? You're just trying to take advantage of my illness to scam me out of money."
"Liu Junxuan, let me tell you, return the money immediately and turn yourself in to the police. This is fraud; you're exploiting people's kindness. Have you no shame? If you really want to treat my illness, fine, how about selling your house?"
"Impossible." Liu Junxuan said without even thinking. That was his house; how could he possibly agree to sell it?
"How dare you say you did it for me? I think you're just taking advantage of my illness to get money back from people you owe. Give them all back."
"Ms. Mo Yan, please rest assured, we have frozen his money. Thank you for calling us in time."
The police immediately took the case. They genuinely felt that Ms. Mo Yan was a woman of great understanding and could tell them this matter; otherwise, they would not have found a breakthrough.
"It's what I should do. I'm relieved that he's already at the police station."
After hanging up the phone, Mo Yan went live again to tell everyone the truth.
"Thank you to all the netizens who care about me. I do have cancer, but I have absolutely never applied for any donations. I hope everyone will not be fooled. Please report this if you see it. Thank you."
Of course, I will explain this matter, and you are welcome to ask questions.
Netizen: "Are those documents yours?"
Mo Yan: "Yes, those materials are all mine, and they are indeed my medical records."
"Isn't the hospital at fault? Why did they just give the patient's medical records to other people?"
Mo Yan: "Let me explain. The hospital did nothing wrong. It was my son, Liu Junxuan, who did it. As you know, I didn't get along with him before. He probably wanted to scam money. This matter has now been handed over to the police. Everyone should trust the police. Also, if the donations are from relatives and friends, it's best to give them to them."
Netizen: "Okay, thank you, Auntie."
Netizens commented: "Auntie is amazing."
Mo Yan: "I also want to thank netizens for their concern, which allowed me to discover this matter; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
Netizens sided with Mo Yan, knowing that she genuinely didn't know about the matter, and felt that she was very understanding and righteous.
Kindness should be given to those who deserve help. If we excessively deplete society's kindness, who will be willing to help others in the future?
Liu Zihan only started watching her mother's videos after getting off work. The moment she saw them, the cup in her hand fell to the ground with a crash, shattering into pieces. Her mind went blank.
She immediately picked up her phone and called her mother, but in her haste, she dialed the wrong number several times.
Impossible, impossible. Absolutely impossible.
Mom must have made a mistake, she must have made a mistake.
She told herself it was impossible.
Even though she knew... that her thoughts were actually false.
Those cases...
And the mother herself admitted it...
How could this happen? How could this happen?
Tears streamed down her face and she couldn't stop them; she kept wiping them away.
Don't cry, you absolutely mustn't cry, Mommy will be alright.
"Hello?"
Mo Yan was about to go out for dinner. There was a night market nearby, and she was planning to check it out. She had done a lot of research for this trip.
"Mom, I saw it. Please tell me you're not sick, okay?"
Mingming's mother was perfectly fine when she was with her; she didn't seem sick at all.
"Liu Zihan, it's just an illness, nothing serious. Don't get so worked up, it'll be alright."
"That's cancer! Mom, why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you go to the hospital?"
Liu Zihan sobbed uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face. Her hands were trembling. No, she couldn't lose her mother.
"The reason I'm not telling you is this: I don't want to go to the hospital, I don't want to become an object of everyone's pity, I don't want to be in the hospital, I want to come out and see the world."
What the original owner wanted most was to come out and see the world. She had sacrificed so much for them, and in her final moments, all she wanted was to see the world.
Treatment may extend life, but it does not guarantee success.
In the hospital, it's just a matter of getting through each day.
Everyone has their own choices: to try to live, to go home and see their family, and to see the world.
"But...I don't want to lose you..." Liu Zihan cried uncontrollably. She was so scared, so scared of losing her mother.
"What's there to be afraid of? Everyone has to die, it's just a matter of sooner or later. I want to face death happily, instead of being in the hospital every day and facing fear."
"Zihan, this is my choice, understand?"
"Waaah..." Liu Zihan cried even harder. "I'm hanging up now, I'm going shopping."
In fact, what patients dislike most is hearing their family members cry, and they especially don't want to see them cry, as it's like constantly reminding them, "You're going to die, you're so pitiful."
Mo Yan went to the night market and then to see a movie. When she came back, she found a text message.
Liu Zihan: "Mom, I want to come and be with you."
Mo Yan sighed and dialed the number again.
"Mom, I've already booked the plane tickets. Wait for me there, I'll be right there."
Her mother was sick, and she had to go and be with her. She couldn't let her mother travel alone, so she had to persuade her to go to the hospital.
"No need, I don't want to. I don't want you to come. Do I need to make myself clearer? In my final moments, I only want to be alone."
I see the world alone, I live alone, and I do what I want. I don't need companionship, I don't need company, and I certainly don't need your concern.
Now you're thinking of finding her? Where were you before? She wasn't there when the original owner needed care, but now that she doesn't need it anymore, she's showing up.
She hadn't intended to be so direct, but her insistence on approaching stemmed from a desire to be by her side in her final days. She wanted to lessen her guilt, or perhaps tell Mo Yan that she was a dutiful daughter. But it was unnecessary, truly unnecessary, regardless of her true feelings.
"Mom, I'm just worried about you. I want to be with you."
"But I don't need it. I know very well what I want. I don't need companionship."
Mo Yan hung up the phone and went straight home to rest.
After waking up, I immediately moved to another location, and only started the live stream after stopping again.
"My daughter said she wanted to come and keep me company. She's concerned about me, but I don't need her."
In my final days, I only want to be myself. I want to live well on my own. Actually, I'm fine now; I'm not unwell, and I don't need anyone to take care of me. I just want to see the world.
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