Chapter 41
His son ran away with the money
The moment Lin Mo realized the hospital bed was empty, his heart sank as if it had skipped a beat.
One thought made his heart skip a beat.
He had to force himself to calm down, his mind racing.
I've only been summoned for three days now, it can't be that fast.
Yes! Doctor!
The doctor must know where Mom is!
When Li Mo walked through the door, he found a man in a gray jacket in addition to the doctor in the office.
That was his father, Lin Feng.
The man who was always optimistic in my memory is now hunched over.
Their hands were clasped together nervously, their knuckles turning white from the force, as they listened silently to the doctor across from them.
"...Mr. Lin Feng, your wife's condition has indeed worsened."
The doctor pushed up his glasses, his tone carrying a professional seriousness.
"On the one hand, it's due to the progression of the disease itself, and on the other hand... the sudden disappearance of your son Lin Mo has caused her great emotional distress and shock. Therefore, in order to avoid further external interference that could affect her treatment and rest, we have moved her to a single room."
Lin Feng's hands trembled even more noticeably, his lips were tightly pressed together, and the veins on his forehead throbbed slightly.
Lin Mo felt a sense of powerlessness.
Sure enough, it's because of me.
The doctor's tone softened slightly at this point: "However, you don't need to be too upset. The hospital leadership is aware of your family's situation."
"After discussion, considering the patient's condition and your actual difficulties, we have decided that we can proceed with the liver removal surgery for your loved one."
"The surgery costs... can be raised and repaid gradually after the patient is discharged from the hospital."
Lin Feng suddenly raised his head, and a light burst forth in his dim eyes.
His voice was hoarse and choked with emotion: "Thank you... thank you, doctor! I... I don't know what to say..."
The doctor waved his hand, interrupting Lin Feng's thanks.
"Mr. Lin, please calm down and let me finish. The news of your son's sudden disappearance has been a huge blow to Ms. Zhou Xiaomei, causing her condition to worsen. Under these circumstances, the success rate of surgery is very low. The patient will need to recuperate for the next few days."
Lin Feng nodded vigorously: "I understand, I understand... I'll find a way to pay for the medicine, thank you, thank you..."
He stood up shakily and bowed deeply to the doctor.
Then he turned around and left the office eagerly to tell his wife the good news.
At this moment, the doctor looked at Lin Feng's retreating figure, shook his head, and sighed, "What a pity... there's still the cost of targeted therapy after the surgery, sigh..."
Lin Mo felt a wave of despair upon hearing this, but he still nodded slightly to the doctor.
Then he followed his father's retreating figure and left.
……
The hospital corridors were long and cold.
Lin Mo followed behind Lin Feng, and the whispers of some patients and their families pierced his ears like needles.
"Look, it's him, the one from the Lin family..."
"I heard his son ran off with the money the family had saved for his mother's medical treatment? Is that true?"
"How can it not be true? It's tens of thousands, and a lot of it was borrowed. Tsk tsk, it's a lifesaver!"
"Raising children to provide for old age? Well, look what happened, I've raised an ungrateful wretch who's going to kill me."
"How pitiful, his wife is sick, and his son is like this..."
……
Lin Mo clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.
But he couldn't defend himself, couldn't show himself, and could only watch helplessly as his father endured the criticism that should have been directed at him.
Lin Feng, the father who was walking ahead, kept his head down.
They just quickened their pace considerably.
Finally, as the murmurs subsided, Lin Feng stopped outside a hospital room.
He stood at the door, took a deep breath, forced a smile, and pushed the door open.
All the relatives inside the door turned to look at him.
Lin Feng forced a smile and said to his relatives, "The doctor said that Xiaomei should rest well. The surgery fee can be paid later. Everyone, go home now. It's nothing serious."
Upon hearing his words, the relatives all stood up, their faces filled with helplessness and sympathy.
Lin Feng's uncle patted him on the shoulder: "I watched Xiao Mo grow up, he's definitely not that kind of person!"
The eldest aunt chimed in, "Yes, yes, something must have happened... Ugh, ugh, look at my mouth!"
The second grandfather glared at the eldest aunt: "Xiaofeng, don't worry, we'll figure out the money together. Just focus on your treatment."
……
Amidst words of comfort, the relatives left one after another.
At the same time, the woman lying on the hospital bed, Zhou Xiaomei, was also revealed.
She is also Lin Mo's mother.
When the ward door closed, leaving only the couple.
That carefully constructed facade of calm crumbled instantly.
Zhou Xiaomei slowly turned her head, her empty eyes already brimming with tears.
"Honey... tell me, where did our son go? Does he... really not want us anymore?"
Lin Feng's throat bobbed violently, and he remained silent for a long time.
He said in an almost hoarse voice, "When that kid comes back... I'm going to... I'm going to break his legs!"
These words were like a key, and Zhou Xiaomei could no longer tolerate it.
She burst into tears and threw herself into Li Feng's arms, her thin shoulders trembling violently.
"He wouldn't...my son wouldn't...he must be going through something difficult..."
Lin Feng held his wife tightly, his eyes reddening at that moment.
He could only pat his wife's back silently.
Standing to the side, Lin Mo, like a transparent ghost, was already in tears.
He watched his parents embrace and weep.
Seeing the pain and stress they endured because of their disappearance.
The pain in my heart is beyond words.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Xiaomei cried herself to sleep, and with Lin Feng's comforting words, she gradually fell asleep.
Lin Feng carefully tucked the blanket around her.
He gazed deeply at his wife's haggard face and sighed deeply.
He picked up the empty thermos and left the ward.
At this moment, only Lin Mo remained standing in the ward, clenching his fists as he looked at his mother's appearance.
We must come back quickly.
That was his only thought at that moment.
Just as he was about to spend his last few minutes with his mother.
Zhou Xiaomei, who was in the hospital bed, suddenly woke up.
She quietly pulled a piece of paper and a pen from under her pillow.
Leaning against the headboard, with her trembling hand, she slowly and carefully wrote something, stroke by stroke.
A suicide note?
Lin Mo felt like he was suffocating!
Watching your mother write her own will—no one would have the courage to do that.
However, he breathed a sigh of relief after reading the contents of the letter.
His name was written in his mother's familiar and delicate handwriting on the paper.
—Xiao Mo.