Three Women in the Cage

Huanhuan said with tears in her eyes: "I can't do it! That's my child, I can't give him up like this. Besides, if I do this, it will be regarded as abandoning a baby, which is illegal..."

Liu Ci said nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of? We'll take him back. How will they know what to do then..."

Huanhuan frowned, a trace of panic flashed through her mind, and she said uncomfortably: "Don't say anymore..."

Xinxin looked at the sad Huanhuan and knew her pain. She had experienced the same thing before. When her child was born, he was diagnosed with high jaundice. Then his father disliked him and cruelly said he wanted to give up. At that time, she was in pain, unwilling, and struggling alone.

In the end, it was my own persistence in not giving up and my investment of money and energy in protecting it that brought me peace and success in the future.

Now, I didn’t expect that Huanhuan was facing the same situation as me, but they seemed different.

The same thing was that they were abandoned by the man, the father of their children. The difference was that the two children's illnesses were different. Her own child was once curable, but Huanhuan, her child, did not even have a chance of treatment.

Genes, why is it a problem of genes? These two simple words hide so much bitterness and helplessness.

Thinking about the child's situation, she realized that he would be a complete burden in the future. Xinxin didn't want her elder sister to suffer, so she moved her mouth and tentatively asked, "Can the hospital handle this special child?"

I thought to myself, if the hospital could handle it, I wouldn't have to pick up the child, nor would I have to watch the child suffer, and Huanhuan wouldn't have to face the choice. This way, everyone could avoid feeling uncomfortable and out of sight, out of mind!

Huanhuan immediately rejected it: "How is that possible? If it were possible, why would she let me go to receive it? This is a formed life, not a cell..."

Xinxin still felt bad for Huanhuan. When she thought about such a troublesome child and how she would have to suffer in the future, she refused to give up and said, "But, if you take a child like that back, wouldn't it kill you? He would be a burden. The hospital knew this was the case, but still wanted you to take him back. Isn't that forcing you to death? They must have a way. You should at least ask them. Otherwise, you will be dragged to death by the child! Your life will be over..."

Huanhuan had an unbearable headache. She held her forehead and said in pain and irritability: "Ah...! I don't know, I don't know what to do? But I can't not go to pick it up. The hospital can't do that, it's illegal. No, I can't abandon the baby blatantly, that's not right, not right, I can't..."

Yes, it is easier said than done. No mother can abandon her child without hesitation.

In fact, Xinxin said these words just to numb herself. She thought that if it were her, she might not be able to do it.

Out of sympathy for Huanhuan, Yaya suggested not to pick up the baby, or to bring the baby back and let the in-laws take him back to raise him. However, both scenarios seemed unrealistic.

If I don't go to pick up the baby, the hospital will definitely not agree. If the matter gets out of hand, it will become a crime of abandoning a baby. So, in the end, I can't go to pick up the baby.

If I let my in-laws take the child back, based on their usual attitude, they probably won't care about the child at all. They won't care about the child's life or death, let alone the child in that situation. They would have avoided suspicion long ago.

After thinking about it over and over again, there is really no solution. It is not right to have it, and it is not right not to have it. It is really a headache.

Everyone fell silent, immersed in an anxious and helpless silence. After an unknown amount of time, Yang Yu sighed and said, "Otherwise, take him back! I will raise him. Anyway, I don't have a son in this life, so I will help you raise your son, which will make up for my lifelong regret."

Everyone was shocked when he said this, but then they all thought Yang Yu was joking. Huanhuan said unconcernedly, "Hey, stop talking nonsense! How could I possibly let you raise him? I want you to raise my own son? And he's a child like that, too. How could I let you go through the trouble?"

Xinxin and Yaya also disagree with their mother. After all, their mother raised the three sisters and never enjoyed any happiness. Now, because of the eldest sister's own reasons, she has to raise the eldest sister's child, and the child will suffer so much. How can they bear it? They cannot allow this to happen, both emotionally and logically.

So, Yaya persuaded her: "Mom, we are already grown up. We can solve our own problems by ourselves. Don't worry about us anymore."

Xinxin also agreed: "Yes, Mom, it's our own business, let us take responsibility for it ourselves."

In the end, Huanhuan decided to go and pick up the child, and Liu Ci had no choice but to go with her to complete the discharge procedures.

Huanhuan had prepared herself mentally, but when she saw the little body being pushed out of the intensive care unit with tubes inserted into it, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

How could a mother not shed tears when seeing such a small body endure such torture?

She choked with sobs and trembled as she approached the baby. Looking at this person whose body was broken and could wither at any time, her heart was torn. She breathed in pain and it seemed that she would collapse to the ground in the next second.

Liu Ci supported her as she was about to collapse, and tried to comfort her: "Don't be sad, your body hasn't recovered yet. Don't hurt yourself by crying at this time..."

Huanhuan took a long time to catch her breath and finally managed to avoid fainting. She turned her gaze back to the child. Just one glance made her feel so painful that even breathing was painful. She couldn't bear it at all. She couldn't bear to see a child in such pain. She couldn't bear it at all.

Finally, she could no longer control herself and broke down crying, "Wow, child, my poor child..."

Liu Ci seemed to be infected by Huanhuan and his eyes couldn't help but turn red. Yes, although he had prepared himself mentally, he still couldn't remain calm when he saw this scene. His heart was in turmoil. No matter what, this was his first child after all.

However, seeing the child suffer like that, he didn't want to torture each other like this, so after being sad for a while, he told himself, "Forget it, don't feel sad, otherwise, we will all fall into endless pain..."

After a while, he calmed down and pretended to be calm to go through the discharge procedures.

The procedures were completed quickly, and under the guidance of the nurse, the child was successfully handed over to them.

When Huanhuan held the child in her arms, the needle marks all over the child's body and the tubes entangled around it still hurt her deeply.

Looking at the child's limp body, completely without any strength, his eyes tightly closed, with only faint breathing, it seemed that unless she got close to feel it, she could not detect any signs of life, and she trembled with discomfort all over.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Huanhuan was tired of crying and being sad. She seemed to have lost even the strength to breathe. She was barely breathing, holding the child in her arms, and staggering along the hospital corridor like a wandering soul.

Even after getting on the train, Huanhuan was still in a daze, like a walking corpse.

The broken person in her arms seemed to be in her hands, but also seemed not to be in her hands. She couldn't tell whether she was in a dream or reality.