In the shelter, Wen Meiyun had a worried look on her face. She stared blankly at the lights in the distance. Her originally slender and plump thighs had completely disappeared. Her buttocks were tightly bound by bandages. Although there were several layers of bandages, the blood that seeped out from the inside had already dyed the bandages dark red.
Wen Meiyun's right arm was also missing. It was also wrapped in a bloody bandage.
There were people like Wen Meiyun everywhere in the shelter. Some of them were even more miserable than Wen Meiyun, such as the man lying on the bed next to Wen Meiyun.
Everything below his heart was gone. He relied on the artificial internal circulation system to sustain his life.
Originally, there was no need to save such a person. However, the new chairman of the council expressed that he would not give up on a living person. Therefore, this man had to painfully maintain his identity.
Wen Meiyun remembered that during the first few days when this man was living in the shelter, various officials would come to inspect the place with reporters and cameras. They would stand beside this man and say a few words of comfort, pat his shoulder, say a few words of encouragement, and leave some seemingly good nutrition for him. After that, they never appeared again.
Later on, probably because the popularity of this incident had died down, the officials also stopped coming to show off. This man could only rely on moans to show that he was still alive.
Suddenly, Wen Meiyun found that the man's arm moved. His hand slowly groped on the table beside him. Finally, his hand touched a shriveled apple on the table. On this apple, there was a fruit knife inserted into it.
This was the apple left by an official who came to comfort him. This official kindly peeled half of the apple for him. When he was about to feed the man, he was stopped by the nurse.
The reason was simple. This man had lost his stomach. For the sake of treatment, his esophagus had been completely sealed.
Feeding him an apple wouldn't have any effect at all. Instead, it would accumulate in his esophagus and eventually turn into a pile of rotten things.
Hearing this, the official smiled embarrassedly and left the apple on the table. He didn't take it away.
Now, the apple had completely rotted. The original yellow flesh had turned black, just like Wen Meiyun's mood.
The man finally touched the apple. Then, he grabbed the fruit knife on the apple and removed the fruit knife with difficulty. Then, without hesitation, he cut off the rubber tube hanging on his body.
This was the tube that connected the artificial internal circulation system to his body. The man's blood flowed continuously in it, and it was equivalent to the man's aorta.
The man had cut the rubber tube, which meant that he had given up on living. Without the help of the artificial internal circulation system, he would die from excessive blood loss in less than five minutes.
In the end, he succeeded. The rubber tube broke, and the blood inside flowed out. In addition to Wen Meiyun, there were many people who saw this.
However, the patients around them did not make a sound. They did not say a word or remind the doctors.
Even when two caregivers passed by, they only showed a slight look of pity on their faces. Then, they instantly became much more relaxed.
The patients didn't say anything because they understood the man's pain. It was better to die than to live like this.
The two caregivers didn't say anything because it was very troublesome to take care of this man. If he died, these caregivers would be much more relaxed.
In such silence, the man died. However, before he died, Wen Meiyun seemed to hear a gloomy laughter from hell. Then, the man waved his hand powerlessly, and the fruit knife in his hand flew out and finally fell on Wen Meiyun's bed.
The shelter controlled knives. Except for doctors, no one was allowed to touch knives.
However, this apple was an accident. For a few days, no one actually noticed this apple, so the fruit knife luckily escaped the fate of being confiscated.
Now that the fruit knife was on Wen Meiyun's bed, Wen Meiyun felt that this was her fate. Fate was telling her that she did not need to live anymore.
Perhaps she could still struggle on for a dozen or even a few decades, but what was the point of that?
Other than being a burden to Xiao Ya, what else could she do?
She could not drag Xiao Ya's future down. As long as she died, Xiao Ya would be free!
Every mother's thoughts were pitifully innocent. Wen Meiyun just didn't want to be a burden to Long Xiao Ya, so she wanted to end her life.
Even if she was still full of longing for life.
With that thought, Wen Meiyun grabbed the fruit knife on the bed and wanted to commit suicide.
However, she was just a woman. In such a short time, she actually couldn't think of how to die … Don't think that suicide is a very easy thing. You can just cut your neck, but that must be done in a hidden place with no one around.
Now that Wen Meiyun was really in a shelter with so many people, if she committed suicide, there would probably be people coming to save her immediately.
She was not like that man. For that man, death was a kind of happiness, so others would not stop him.
But Wen Meiyun was different. First, it was because her injury was not to the extent that death was better than living.
Second, it was because she was a beautiful woman. Even if her legs and hands were broken, it wouldn't change this. The man next to her still had some desire for her, so how could he let her die? If he saw her commit suicide, he would definitely save her to increase his favorability.
So after thinking for a while, even with the fruit knife in her hand, Wen Meiyun couldn't think of a way to completely kill herself.
"Why don't I cut my wrist under the quilt and commit suicide!"
After thinking for a while, Wen Meiyun thought of a good way, which was to commit suicide by cutting her wrist. As long as she hid her wrist under the quilt and pretended to be asleep, no one would notice her abnormality.
But on second thought, this was not realistic. She only had one hand, and the fruit knife was not big. How could she use her left hand to cut her wrist?
Ordinary people could not do this at all.
So Wen Meiyun changed her mind and decided to cut her stomach. It was just that it would be a little too ugly to die like this.
"Ah, Wen Meiyun, you are about to die. Why do you care if it's ugly or not!"
Wen Meiyun laughed at herself. She used the hand holding the fruit knife under the quilt and used it to cut her stomach. The facial features on her face twisted, and then she suddenly revealed a somewhat happy smile. She closed her eyes, looking no different from sleeping.
"Mom!
Are you feeling better? "
At this time, Long Xiaoya, who had a dirty face and messy hair, walked in with a laundry basin. She had just washed and dried her mother's clothes, and then she was about to change her mother's dressing, but she found her mother lying on the bed with a smile on her face and sleeping soundly. She couldn't bear to disturb her and wanted to let her sleep a little longer. She didn't know that her mother's stomach had already bloomed, and there was a pool of blood under the quilt. In a few minutes, she would die completely.
Long Xiaoya had experienced a lot in the past few days. She didn't rest at all today. She couldn't help but lie on the bed and prepare to sleep. Just as she closed her eyes, she felt that someone was standing behind her.
Long Xiaoya raised her head in confusion and saw a man with a red mask standing behind her.
"Who are you?
Are you looking for someone?
I know these uncles, aunties, and aunties. I can help you find them. "
Long Xiaoya thought that this person was looking for her relatives, but she was very strange. Why did he wear a mask? Was he stupid?
"You are Long Xiaoya, Wen Meiyun's daughter?" This person's voice was very pleasant.
"Are you looking for us?
Are you Mom's friend? "
Only then did Long Xiaoya realize that this person was actually looking for her and her daughter. However, after so many days, other than Auntie Guoguo and a graceful and capable middle-aged woman who Long Xiaoya had never seen before, no one else had come to see her and her daughter. In Long Xiaoya's memory, she couldn't remember the existence of any relatives. Why was this man looking for her and her daughter?
"She's so badly injured!"
This masked man was naturally Guhan. He sighed and said, "Your mother is the maid of the sword-bearer, right? You can go to the Sword Committee. They will give you better care."
"Then our sword-bearer must be alive!"
Long Xiaoya's eyes were dim. "The TV has been broadcasting his missing person notice for more than ten days. Mom said that he is most likely dead.
Will the Sword Committee care about Mom … If Mom can be pregnant with that person … "
Long Xiaoya only closed her mouth when she said this. She almost said what was in her heart. If she said it out, it would be so embarrassing. Which woman would want her mother to be pregnant with another man's flesh and blood?
"Even if this Guhan is dead, according to the rules of the maid center, as long as the maid has never been touched, she can re-enter the maid service center and find a new master.
Your mother is the number one in the maid school. The maid service center will not abandon your mother! "Guhan said again.
"Why are you so clear about these things? I just found out about it!"
Long Xiaoya pouted. "My mother said that Master Guhan treats her very well. She doesn't want to change masters anymore. She will be Guhan's maid for the rest of her life. Even if she dies, it's her fate. She won't blame anyone!"
"…" Guhan sighed. Long Xiaoya didn't know him, so she probably wouldn't lie to him. She also wouldn't give up the benefits of saving her mother and not return to the maid service center. It seemed that this Wen Meiyun really recognized him as her master and was loyal to him.
Forget it. Guhan originally wanted to save her. Now that he saw that she was so loyal to him, he was even more unwilling to let her die.
When Guhan was about to order someone to take her to the hospital, suddenly, a stream of red seeped out from the bedsheet that was covered by the quilt. When Guhan saw it, his expression changed drastically. He directly lifted the quilt that covered Wen Meiyun's body.
"What are you doing!
What do you want to do to my mother, you pervert! "
Long Xiaoya jumped up angrily and reached out to hit Guhan, but Guhan grabbed her hand. Just as she was about to break free, she heard Guhan say, "Don't waste time. Call the doctor over!"