When Mrs. Yi woke up, she was already lying on the hospital bed. Yi Ningxiu sat next to her. When he saw her waking up, he asked in a low voice: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Mrs. Yi stretched out her hand tremblingly and held his hand. There seemed to be heavy snow falling in front of her eyes, and the cry of the little baby echoed in her ears.
The child who was about to die is now so old...
And he was leaving her again...
He gave her all hope when she was dying. It can be said that everything she had in the Yi family was entirely dependent on Yi Ningxiu.
Without Yi Ningxiu, she would not be what she is now. She truly regards him as her son.
"Ning Xiu..."
She touched her son's hand with trembling hands, and tears fell again: "Why is God so unfair to you... If it is retribution, it should be retribution on me!"
"Mom, what are you talking about?" Yi Ningxiu frowned deeply, "What about retribution or not? This has nothing to do with you."
"How come it doesn't matter? God must not be able to see how carefree I have been in my life, so he sent me this evil retribution... But why is this retribution coming to you?" Her tears flowed uncontrollably, "This is not true.
It should be! I was the one who did the wrong thing! This shouldn’t be the case! God, it’s my fault, it’s all my fault...!”
She covered her face and cried, and the bun on the back of her head fell off. There were already some gray hairs on the top of her head. This woman seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden.
Yi Ningxiu glanced at the white hair on the top of his mother's head. There seemed to be some pain in his eyes. He looked away for a moment, stretched out his hand to push away Mrs. Yi's fallen hair, and said softly: "Mom, don't think too much. Maybe
We can find a suitable bone marrow tomorrow."
Mrs. Yi's shoulders were trembling weakly. She seemed not to hear Yi Ningxiu's words of comfort to her. After a while, she asked softly: "Ning Xiu, if mom doesn't go for matching, will you blame me?" Her eyes were red.
Looking at Yi Ningxiu, "Mom is sorry for you...Mom is sorry for you..."
"mom?"
Seeing her collapse, Yi Ningxiu felt a little strange. He stepped forward, hugged her, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?"
"Ning Xiu..." Mrs. Yi pulled his sleeve and cried softly, "It's not that mom won't give it to you, but... I'm not your biological mother! I don't know where your relatives are, I don't know
…”
"..."
Yi Ningxiu held his trembling mother in his arms and was completely stunned for a moment.
What does this mean?
When Mrs. Yi revealed the secret buried in her heart, she did not feel any relief, but felt extremely desperate.
Now that things have come to this, what will happen if you tell me?!
She has no idea who his parents are!
"Mom, what do you mean?!"
Yi Ningxiu pushed Mrs. Yi's shoulders, with a hint of condensation on her face: "Please tell me clearly!"
"Ning Xiu..." Mrs. Yi reached out her hand and gently touched his handsome face, "My child... my child..."
"Mom!" There was a hint of warning on Yi Ning Xiu's face.
As far as he knew, his parents only gave birth to a child like him. How could he not be her biological child?
Mrs. Yi didn't speak, but hugged him hard: "No matter what, you are my child, Ning Xiu..."