Ye Linlang reached out and touched the top of Jiang Yiwei's head, saying softly, "Jiang Yiwei, do you know that doctors and nurses have another nickname? What is it? Angels in white, as long as there is a one in a million chance of success, I will not give up on you, so please don't give up on yourself, okay? Let's work hard together!"
"good."
Jiang Yiwei stood up with his schoolbag on his back.
Under Ye Linlang's gaze, she walked slowly step by step.
She walked very slowly.
Every step seems to be like a snail, moving forward slowly.
Ye Linlang took a deep breath and looked at the small figure, feeling bitter in her heart.
As a doctor, Ye Linlang's greatest wish is for the world to be free of disease.
Jiang Yiwei returned home slowly.
Jiang's mother opened the door and looked at Jiang Yiwei's face as if nothing had happened.
"Yiwei is back. Come on, go do your homework. Mommy made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. We can eat them when Daddy gets off work!"
Jiang Yiwei responded.
"good."
Jiang Yiwei closed the door and sat at the desk. She took out the textbooks from her bag one by one and didn't say a word for a long time.
She just sat quietly on the chair, looking at the photo frame on the desk. In the frame was a family portrait of the three of them.
The three people in the family photo are smiling very sweetly.
The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen.
Jiang Yiwei thought about it, took a deep breath, and did his homework seriously.
The door opened.
Father Jiang walked in carrying a briefcase.
He casually put his briefcase on the sofa and strode to the kitchen.
While washing his hands, he asked, "Wife, how are the results of today's examination?"
Jiang's mother whispered, "It's ALS. The doctor said it's incurable."
"Term...terminal disease?" asked Jiang's father.
Mother Jiang nodded.
Suddenly, she felt extremely uncomfortable.
She wiped the tears from her face and said softly, "Old Jiang, the doctor asked me if I can treat it. What do you think?"
Father Jiang took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag. He lit it, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "What about you?"
Jiang's mother said, "I told the doctor we can't treat it anymore. It can't be cured anyway, and I don't want the child to suffer like this. I've taken it seriously and given the child everything he needs to eat and drink. We've done our best to repay her. Go to the company tomorrow and ask if we can have a second child in our situation. If we can, let's have a second child! Haven't your parents always wanted a son? This time, let's have a son."
Seeing how cold-blooded and ruthless Jiang's mother was, Jiang's father suddenly fell silent.
Jiang's mother seemed to understand Jiang's father's thoughts and choked up, "Old Jiang, don't look at me like that. I don't want to do this either. If I could cure the child's illness with money, I would do it even if I had to sell everything I had! But the problem right now is that if it can't be cured, we'll spend the money and end up losing both the child and the person..."
Father Jiang puffed on his cigarette and said coldly, "How do we tell the child?"
"Just say the doctor said it's just malnutrition and a little calcium deficiency. Should I take some calcium supplements?"
"Is it okay?" asked Jiang's father.
Jiang's mother said, "What's wrong? Is she going to go to the doctor? Come on, calm down and don't let the child see it! We have to eat soon. I'm going to cook all Yiwei's favorite dishes tonight. I don't know how long the child can live, so I'll try my best to let her..."
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