Chapter 342 Liberation
Besides, he was unable to relieve her pain and could only watch her suffer.
The patient got the answer from Gu Changsheng's reaction. The desire in her eyes turned into despair, and the defense line in her heart collapsed.
She gasped: "Please... please... kill... kill... me..."
Rather than living a life worse than death, lingering and waiting for death, it is better to seek relief.
“Please… please…”
She even had difficulty speaking, her chest ached from the tightness, and when she got excited, she couldn't breathe.
She could only look at Gu Changsheng with tearful and desperate eyes, praying that he would fulfill her wish.
Gu Changsheng clenched his fingers tightly and looked at her like a dehydrated fish, her jaw trembling as she breathed, her dull eyes staring at him without blinking, begging him, hoping that he could help her end her life.
He closed his eyes and did not respond to the patient.
The patient twitched and curled up into a ball, pulling the quilt with trembling fingers to cover his head, trying to end his life in this way.
Gu Changsheng heard the breathing sounds that were getting heavier and heavier, and he opened his eyes reluctantly, only to see that the quilt was bulging high and shaking constantly.
The yamen runner looked at this scene and couldn't bear it: "Doctor Gu, can't you help her?"
She only has half a month to live, and she can't sleep at night. Her condition will only get worse day by day, and her pain will also intensify.
Gu Changsheng was torn and struggling inside. His hands had only saved people and had never been involved in a death.
Suddenly, the patient stretched out her legs, and the quilt covering her head slipped down, revealing a face that was swollen and purple. She was strangling her neck with both hands.
Gu Changsheng turned his eyes away, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into the patient's mouth.
The patient got what she wanted, and her hands that were pinching her neck slowly dropped down. Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, but the corners of her mouth were raised, and her lips moved, as if she was saying "thank you" to him.
After a moment, the patient's eyelids closed and his face looked peaceful, as if he was asleep.
Gu Changsheng turned his back and clenched his fists tightly.
The yamen runner consoled her, "Doctor Gu, you are helping her, helping her escape her pain."
Gu Changsheng did not find any comfort. Even though he helped the patient get rid of pain, a life ended in his hands.
It was as if an invisible hand was tearing at his mind, and a suffocating feeling swept over him. He felt extremely depressed and walked out of the shed quickly.
Suddenly, a babbling, cat-like sound was heard.
Gu Changsheng stopped and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a baby of several months old lying in the corner of the shed.
In such a cold day, the baby did not cry. Instead, he waved his little hands, kicked his little feet, and babbled to himself.
When Gu Changsheng saw this scene, he couldn't help but walk towards the baby.
The little baby looked at him with his round eyes, grinned, revealing his pink gums, and made an "ah-oh" sound, as if talking to him.
Such a fragile little life, in this city full of plague wrapped in wind and snow, his cheerful voice reflects a fresh and vigorous vitality.
Gu Changsheng looked at the baby spitting out saliva bubbles and gently wiped the saliva from the baby's chin with his fingers.
The little baby's tiny hand grasped his index finger, and light golden sunlight shone in from the side, falling on the two hands, one big and one small.
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