Chapter 5 My Mother is Dead. Are You Satisfied
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Such a b***h, only this man treated her as a treasure.
The nurse whispered a few words, but she was obedient and took Cara to see the doctor.
"Miss Penn, can you hear me now?" The doctor whispered in Cara's right ear.
Seeing that she didn't respond, she turned to her left ear and asked, "Miss Penn, can you hear me now?"
Cara hesitated and nodded, "yes." But it's not clear.
Seeing this, the doctor picked up the skull X-ray and looked at it. He pondered for a moment and looked at Cara solemnly.
"Except that you can't hear in your right ear, do you often have headaches, numb hands and feet, and sometimes blurred things?"
Cara nodded and he sighed, "it's brain cancer."
The eyes behind the lens were pity. Cara was stunned on the spot.
"You need to be hospitalized immediately. There is still great hope for active treatment of right ear deafness caused by external forces, but with the spread of cancer cells in the brain, it will be life-threatening," The doctor continued saying.
"... how long do I have?" Cara said weakly.
"That's not sure. Brain cancer is different from other cancers. As long as you maintain good physical quality and stable state of mind in the later stage, the time may be longer." The doctor pushed the glasses on the nasal bone and said.
Cara naturally understood the implication of this sentence. It might be longer, that was, her current life may die at any time.
Cara tried to make herself look the same as usual, but she couldn't smile as usual.
"Just tell me how long a patient like me can live?" She raised her head and looked at the doctor.
"Half a year."
...
Holding the checklist in her hand, she still couldn't hold back her tears. Cara thought she was strong enough after so many things. Until today, all her disguised strength collapsed.
At present, there was dark, and there was no sound in her right ear. Cara looked around blankly. Tears slipped across her cheeks, leaving only despair.
"Madam, are you okay?"
A passing nurse looked at her and asked, "can I help you?"
Cara raised her head and raised a bitter smile, "thank you, I'm fine."
She didn't expect that the first person to comfort herself after she got a terminal illness was a stranger.
"OK, if you have anything, you can go directly to the nurse's desk and ask for help."
The nurse looked at her and left.
Standing in place for a while, Cara crumpled the checklist in her hand and threw it into the dustbin, then she wiped the tears on her face and returned to the mature woman.
She walked quickly to the rescue room where her mother was.
The light of the emergency room was on all day, and she stood outside the door all day. As the light went dark, the door of the emergency room was slowly opened
"Doctor, how's my mother?"
The surgeon pulled off his mask, lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, we've tried our best."
"Try your best..."
Cara collapsed to the ground and murmured, "try your best, how can you try your best? Why is my mother still dead..."
She was so stunned that she looked at the mother who was carried out.
She was very peaceful, as gentle and peaceful as before. When she looked at her, she cried sadly.
The doctor next to her shook his head.
"The patient missed the best rescue time when she came to the emergency room. We tried our best to rescue... Sorry!"
The doctor's words lingered in her ears. Cara's tears blurred her eyes. When she turned her eyes and saw Evan standing not far away.
"Evan, my mother is dead! Are you satisfied?"
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