Li Siru changed into disinfected clothes and followed the nurse into Zhou Mingyu's ward. Her room was isolated because the patient now had a fragile body with no immunity; any bacteria might have a fatal impact on her.
Li Siru entered and saw her lying on the hospital bed staring at her, "Mom?"
She held Zhou Mingyu's hand, almost kneeling at the bedside.
"You came!" Zhou Mingyu smiled at her with red eyes, "Mom just wants to see you one last time."
"Mom, don't say that. The doctor clearly said you can still have chemotherapy. Why don't you want to?"
"It's too painful; I can't handle the torment any longer!" Zhou Mingyu closed her eyes, "Sisi, you know, every woman is nervous and happy when she becomes a mom for the first time, so I indeed favored your sister a bit more. But you are also my dear! Mom only blames herself for letting you be born into such a family and not being able to treat you well..."
"Mom, please stop saying that!"
