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My name is Li Mei, and I am an ordinary girl who has had an ordinary life. When I was 18 years old, my long-time boyfriend and I decided to get married. We loved each other dearly, wanted to have a complete family, and that ardent desire led us to get married. However, the ordeal we have endured is far beyond our imagination.
I live in a traditional Chinese family where family ethics are seen as paramount. My parents have always cared for me, and they are looking forward to my marriage going well, and they want me to have a healthy and intelligent child to continue the family lineage. So, shortly after I got married, they started urging me to have children, and my husband and I had the same idea.
However, during the time I was pregnant, I began to feel physically unwell. The doctor told me that I was pregnant with twins, which left me feeling surprised and anxious. My worries about the future began to increase, and double the burden meant double the responsibility and stress. I know that we are not financially well-off, and I know what my parents expect from me to have a baby, and I don't want to disappoint them.
At the same time, my husband also started to feel anxious. He is a hardworking man, but his job income is limited, and it is difficult to afford everything that the twins need. We used to talk about abortion, but I couldn't accept that decision in my heart. Whenever I feel the beating of two little lives in my belly, I feel that this is a gift from God and I can't give it up. However, I also understand that the dilemma we face cannot be ignored.
Just when I was struggling internally, I decided to go to the hospital for a check-up. I hope to use my doctor's advice to decide what to do next. I walked into the cold delivery room alone, my mind full of conflicting thoughts. I hope the doctor can give me some hope and tell me that everything will be fine. However, when I lay on the examination table and heard the doctor's words, my heart almost broke.
My heart was almost broken by the doctor's words, and he told me that due to poor fetal growth, immediate measures needed to be taken, otherwise both the child and my life would be threatened. I felt a wave of panic come over me, and I didn't know what to do.
"Doctor, why do you think my child is doing so badly?" I asked, trembling.
With a hint of heaviness on the doctor's face, he said in a serious tone: "Your fetus is experiencing severe growth retardation, and if not treated in time, it may be dangerous to your life and the child's life. ”
When I heard this, I was even more worried, and I didn't know what to do. I looked up at the doctor, trying to find a glimmer of hope, but his expression told me that it was really serious.
"So, what should I do?" I asked in a trembling voice.
The doctor pondered for a moment, then said, "I advise you to have surgery as soon as possible to avoid more serious consequences. ”
When I heard this, my heart trembled. Surgery means risk and uncertainty, and I don't know if such a decision is the right one. But at the same time, I also understand that if no action is taken, the consequences can be even more dire.
"Okay, doctor, I'll follow your advice. "I was still hesitant, but I finally made a decision.
The doctor looked at me, patted my hand gently, and comforted, "Trust me, everything will be fine." ”
I nodded, trying my best to keep my composure, though my heart was in turmoil. I hope everything goes well and I hope my children are safe and sound.
The surgery went well, but my heart hung in the air. While waiting outside the operating room, every second felt like a year. It wasn't until the doctor walked out of the operating room that I breathed a sigh of relief.
"The surgery went well and you and your child are healthy. The doctor smiled at me.
When I heard the news, I felt a surge of joy welling up in my heart, and tears flowed down my eyes. I held the doctor's hand tightly, and my heart was filled with gratitude and joy.
I walked out of the hospital door and felt the warmth of the sun on my face. I thought, maybe everything will be okay, maybe we will have a new beginning.
Just when I was struggling internally, I decided to go to the hospital for a check-up. I hope to use my doctor's advice to decide what to do next. I walked into the cold delivery room alone, my mind full of conflicting thoughts. I hope the doctor can give me some hope and tell me that everything will be fine. However, when I lay on the examination table and heard the doctor's words, my heart almost broke.
The doctor was a young female doctor with a serious and concerned expression on her face. She told me that my twins were not healthy and that one of them was in serious danger and needed emergency surgery. My tears flowed uncontrollably, and I felt like I was in a nightmare.
"Doctor, can I save them? I'm willing to pay whatever it takes. I asked, choking up.
The doctor took a deep breath and looked at me with a determined gaze. "We will do everything we can, but there are risks associated with this surgery. You have to be mentally prepared. ”
I nodded, tears blurring my vision. I felt like a small boat adrift in a storm, ready to be swallowed up by a huge wave at any moment.
The surgery went well, and I stayed outside the operating room, anxiously awaiting the good news. Finally, the doctor walked out with a smile on his face.
"The surgery was successful and your children are safe. "The doctor's voice came to my ears, and I felt as if I heard the song of an angel.
I grabbed the doctor's hand excitedly, and tears welled up again. "Thank you, thank you!" I can't put into words the joy and gratitude in my heart.
The doctor patted my hand and said gently, "You have to take good care of yourself and your children, they need your love." ”
I nodded, and a force of determination swelled up in my heart. I want to be a good mother, and no matter what difficulties I encounter, I will face them strongly.
When I got home, I told my husband about the children, and he felt as relieved and grateful as I was. We decided to cherish the happiness in front of us and strive to create a warm and happy family.
However, just when I thought everything was going to be fine, a sudden crisis struck us again.
Just when I thought everything was going to be fine, a sudden crisis hit us again.
One night, I was quietly preparing my children for bed in my room when I suddenly heard a commotion outside. My heart tightened, and I felt a sense of foreboding.
I hurried out of the room to see my husband standing anxiously in the living room, the phone receiver still in his hand.
"What's going on?" I asked hurriedly.
My husband's face was solemn, and he told me in a trembling voice: "The children's nanny called and said that a group of people had broken into our yard. ”
My heart pounded, and I immediately thought of the children. I rushed to their rooms in desperation, only to see them lying peacefully on their beds, sleeping soundly.
I breathed a sigh of relief, but the worries in my heart still couldn't be dispelled. I walked out of the room and decided to go and see what was going on.
When I walked to the living room, I saw a shocking scene. A group of strangers huddled in the living room, their faces hideous, their hands holding various murder weapons, and I even saw one of them holding a knife in his hand.
"Who are you, and why did you break into our house?" I shouted at them, filled with fear and anger.
One of them walked over, staring at me with a grim gaze and a sneer on his lips. "We are here to 'solve' problems for your children. ”
My heart sank to the bottom, and I understood what they meant. They're here to hurt my kids! I have to find a way to stop them!
"You can't do this! you can't hurt my child!" I screamed, my body trembling.
My husband stood beside me, facing the strangers, his eyes steadfast. "What do you want to do? He tried to stay calm, but there was still deep fear in his voice.
One of the people in the group smiled, his eyes full of fierce light. "We don't need to negotiate, we just need results. His voice was cold and unforgiving.
I felt like I was in a nightmare, but I knew I couldn't sit still. I have to find a way to protect my children, even at all costs.
I felt uneasy and couldn't understand why these strangers were coming to me. I tried to keep my composure, but the uneasiness in my heart grew stronger.
"Who are you, what's the matter?" I asked cautiously.
A middle-aged man who looked like a leader stepped forward, a subtle hint of anxiety on his face. "Are you Li Mei?" he asked.
I nodded. "Yes, I'm Li Mei, what are you looking for me?" I tried to hide my nervousness, but I still couldn't completely hide the uneasiness inside.
The man looked at the people around him, then at me again. "We are the staff of the hospital and are responsible for dealing with some unfortunate incidents. His tone was heavy and serious.
My heart sank, and a sense of foreboding came over me. "Unfortunate incident?" I stammered, ...... said.
The man nodded. "Yes, I'm sorry to tell you that your children have had some complications after going through the operation, and we did our best, but......" His voice gradually lowered and he didn't dare to look me in the eye.
I felt as if I had been poured cold by a basin of ice water, and my tears welled up again, and I have no words to describe the pain and despair in my heart. "You say everything you want to save my children!—they're my everything!" I said, my voice trembling, and I couldn't control my emotions.
The rest of the staff came over and tried to reassure me, but I had completely lost my mind. "Get out of here, you all get out, I don't need your comfort, I want to see my children!" I cried out, tears blurring my vision, and I felt as if I had fallen into darkness.
I ran desperately to the delivery room of the hospital, I wanted to see my children, and I was going to see them one last time anyway. I don't believe they really left me, and I don't want to believe that it's all just a tragic ending.
When I walked into the delivery room, my heart was completely broken. On that white bed, lying quietly, two small figures, with a hint of serenity on their faces, as if they were asleep.
I knelt on the edge of the bed, hugging the children's bodies, tears welling up like a fountain. "Kids, I'm sorry Mommy didn't protect you. I hissed as I felt like a completely crushed person, unable to find the meaning of life anymore.
The departure of the children plunged me into endless sadness and despair, and I felt as if I had fallen into the abyss from which I could not extricate myself. But I knew that I couldn't bother in grief forever and that I had to pull myself together because I knew that my children would want to see me strong to face life's challenges.
I wiped away my tears and stood up, I want to cherish the happiness in front of me and strive to create a warm and happy family, which is the best memory I have for my children. No matter what difficulties come my way, I have to be strong because I know that my children will always be with me forever.
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