Chapter 10 — How Much Does Love Cost?

I stopped and picked up the bill.

“In addition, I also remind everyone one thing.”

“This hospital's ICU costs more than 10,000 yuan a day.”

“More than 10,000 yuan today is considered my payment.”

“But starting tomorrow…”

“This money will have to rely on everyone.”

“Everyone can continue to stand here arguing, continue cursing.”

“But time waits for no one.”

“By this time tomorrow, if there is no money in the account, the hospital will stop all medicine and equipment.”

“At that time, whether my father lived or died…”

"We must consider 'good brothers' and 'filial descendants' as everyone else."

After saying that, I didn't look at anyone anymore. I went to my mother.

"Mom, I'll go to the hotel first. If anything happens, call me."

My mother still stood there stunned, unable to react. I turned around and left. Behind him was dead silence. I could feel countless complicated eyes prickling like needles on my body. There is outrage. There is resentment. There is confusion. There were also concussions. But I don't care. Stepping out of the hospital door, the sunlight outside was so bright that it hurt my eyes. I took a deep breath of fresh air. I have given them the right to choose. Return the questions that were used to "train" me back to them intact. Now it's their turn to do the math. Choose love... Or choose money? Break pots and sell iron... Or stand by and watch loved ones die? I'm really curious... What answer will they give me? I stayed at the hotel for one night. That night, my phone was unusually quiet. No one called. No one texted either. I slept very well. It was the most peaceful sleep in the past five years. The next morning, while I was having breakfast in the hotel restaurant, the phone rang. Her voice sounded extremely tired, but much calmer than yesterday.

“Vy Vy, where are you?”

“At the hotel.”

“Can… can I go to the hospital?”

"What's going on? Got enough money?"

I asked very directly. The other end of the line was silent for a moment.

“So why did you call me over?”

“The whole of them… wants to talk to you more.”

“There's nothing to say.”

I picked up a slice of toast.

“Your conditions will not change.”

“It's not… they… they want you to sign a document.”

“Sign papers?”

I frowned.

“Sign what?”

“Paper… agreeing to waive treatment.”

My fork hand stopped in mid-air. Abandon treatment. Those four words were like sharp ice piercing straight into my ears. I wasn't surprised at all. There's even a mythical feeling like:

“Indeed.”

“I'll be right there.”

When I got to the hospital, there were less than half the people in the hallway. Second uncle's family is no longer there. A few other distant relatives also disappeared. Only my family of three and my mother remained sitting guard in front of the ICU door. Everyone's face was extremely unsightly, as if they had just stayed up all night. The eye sockets were sunken and filled with red blood. Seeing me coming, the elder's eyes immediately avoided, not daring to look directly at me. Only my aunt glared at me fiercely and said harsh words:

“You comet.”

I watched directly as if I didn't hear. I walked in front of my mother.

"What is up?"

Before my mother could speak, my eldest uncle spoke first. His voice was hoarse as if sandpaper had been rubbed over it.

"The doctor said, your father's condition is a bottomless pit."

“Even if we sell the whole house and car, it won't last long.”

"Final Even those who lose money also lose it.”

He spoke logically, as if this was an extremely wise decision. To Loi stood next to him and nodded in agreement:

“That's right. Why burn money unjustly? It's better to keep the money and pay for him a decent funeral."

I looked at the father and son and suddenly felt nauseous. Yesterday I even swore that "even if I break a pot and sell iron, I have to save it". Today it has become "what's the point in throwing money away?" It turns out that in their eyes... Love can also be valued. Once the price they pay exceeds the benefits they desire... Relatives can also be abandoned at any time.

“Have you decided to give up treatment?”