After her divorce, An Wan became a successful businesswoman. At the same time, she was also a single mother with a child. Everyone who knew her said that her child was her life and that she could give up everything for her child. Even though her child had been plagued by illness since childhood, she never gave up on him.
Therefore, whoever killed such a mother would be an unforgivable being, especially since the one who killed her was her own son.
When was it? An Tong discovered the secret on his twenty-second birthday.
That night, his mother was preparing dinner in the kitchen when he answered the phone. It was his family doctor calling to ask for money because he had been fired for a trivial reason.
“Mrs. An, I know An Tong isn’t sick. His poor health is because you’ve been feeding him medicine every day. I also know that you fired me because I discovered this. If An Tong finds out that his most respected mother is the culprit who put him in a wheelchair, what do you think he’ll think? I can keep this a secret, but I hope to see enough confidentiality fees in my account tomorrow.”
An Tong hung up the phone without saying a word. He smiled and finished his birthday cake with his mother, listening to her recount funny stories from his childhood. Sometimes he would refute his mother's teasing about his childhood mistakes, and sometimes he would laugh and reminisce with his mother about those unforgettable memories. Every meal at the An family's house was a joyful occasion. She was the most responsible mother, and he was the most understanding child.
The next day, he sent money to his former family doctor.
He had been to hospitals big and small, but none of them could diagnose his condition. He had changed different family doctors because none of them could improve his condition. Every few months, An Wan would dismiss them, and An Tong would accept it all with a smile. His body was in a lot of pain, the medicine was bitter, and the hospital smelled terrible, but he never complained.
How could he bear to make his mother, who loved him so much, suffer again?
When An Wan went to work, he pushed her wheelchair into the study, a place he had never set foot in before. There was a locked drawer there. He took out a duplicate key, unlocked it, and in the darkest corner, there were all kinds of medicines: some to lower immunity, some to treat osteoporosis, and some to treat mental confusion... There were too many to list. An Tong didn't have the patience to look through them all. He put everything back as it was and left the study. When it was time to leave work, he still greeted his mother's return with the most sincere smile.
“Feng Guang, do you think a mother would really die to protect her child?” An Tong asked, a puzzled look on her face. “Why wouldn’t my mother do that?”
He felt regret and sighed because in the end, it was still up to him to take action.
Feng Guang said, "Everyone is different. Some people can sacrifice their closest loved ones for themselves, but some people are willing to pay any price to protect the people they love."
"And what about you? Which type of person are you?"
"As long as it's someone I love, whether they're standing in the sunlight or in a moldy corner, I will stand with them."
An Tong plucked a red rose and whispered, "Even if it's stained with blood?"
She stated resolutely, "Even if it will be stained with blood."
An Tong chuckled, "Feng Guang, you're such a silly child."
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