The doctor shook his head: "I'm sorry, we've done all we could. In a bit, the patient will be moved out, and you'll have a few hours to say your farewell."
Xu Qiaoqiao's legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground.
She wanted to cry, but found that she was so overwhelmed with grief she had no tears left to shed.
A few hours...
Clenching her hands tight, she watched as her mother was moved out of the operating room and into a ward nearby.
She stood there...suddenly too scared to enter.
In her entire life, what she feared most was parting through life and death.
As she stood by the door, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the side.
Turning her head, she saw Qi Liu approaching step by step.
Xu Qiaoqiao's eyes reddened once more.
Qi Liu came to her side, silent, without speaking.
Xu Qiaoqiao then spoke: "Are you, too, here to say farewell to my mother?"
Qi Liu nodded.
