Looking at the anxious doctors coming and going, and the constantly flashing surgical lights, my heart kept pounding.
The surgical lights had always been red, and the doctors inside had never come out. Tears kept streaming down my face, but my husband sent me the divorce agreement again.
There was only one cold sentence, "You leave with nothing."
I was so angry that I fainted directly.
In a situation where the fate of my daughter was still uncertain, he still had the mind to divorce me for another woman.
When I woke up, there were only busy nurses around me, and I couldn't see my husband at all.
"Ma'am, we have done our best. Your daughter's condition is very serious. Although the rescue was temporarily successful, she is still in a coma and is likely to become a vegetable in the future. We can only see the next treatment.
I hope you can stay strong for your daughter."
I looked at my thin daughter, and my heart ached. Was my six-year-old daughter going to lie in bed like this for the rest of her life? Her life seemed to have been ruined.