It was my son's birthday, but a car accident occurred. My husband was still engrossed in playing games. I decided to divorce him and make him leave with nothing. He then kidnapped our son to threaten me. Little did I expect that when we met again, it would be Eternal Separation. "Zhang Qiming, I will make you go to hell with your games."
Late at night, a serious car accident happened in the city center. I rushed out of the hospital and immediately saw Jia Jia lying on a stretcher. He was covered in blood, his face twisted in pain, and his eyes filled with terror. The moment he saw me, he managed to force a smile: "Mom, I'm not in pain." As soon as he finished speaking, he lost consciousness. "Jia Jia!" I ran over like a madwoman and knelt beside the stretcher. Jia Jia's little hand was cold, and his breathing was weak. "Quick, give Jia Jia anesthesia!" I shouted hoarsely at my colleagues. I held Jia Jia tightly, repeatedly calling his name. "Doctor Wang, this is not the time to cry," my colleague Liu Hai calmly directed as they pushed Jia Jia into the emergency room. I wanted to follow them inside but was stopped by him: "You shouldn't go in right now." As the door to the rescue room closed, my body completely collapsed. In that moment of falling to the ground, tears streamed down uncontrollably. My Jia Jia, he was only five years old. Today was his birthday. He had been waiting for my birthday surprise.
But what awaited me was a car accident.
My heart felt as if it were being torn apart, making it hard to breathe.
And his father has been missing ever since.
In the dimly lit hospital corridor, I anxiously awaited the rescue results.
Memories flooded back.
During my night shift, Jia Jia cried and refused to let me leave.
My husband, Zhang Qiming, was at home playing video games, and I could only force myself to comfort Jia Jia: "Be good, wait for Mommy to finish work tomorrow, I will definitely play with you."
I trembled as I dialed Zhang Qiming's number, but no one answered for a long time.
After dozens of attempts, he finally impatiently picked up: "What is it?"
The sound of the game came through the phone.
"Zhang Qiming, your son was in a car accident! How can you still be playing games?"
I shouted in anger.
Zhang Qiming hung up on me immediately.
When I called back, he had turned off his phone.
I crazily knocked my head against the door of the emergency room.
Once, twice, three times...
"Heavenly Father, I beg you, do not take my Jia Jia away."
"I am willing to trade my life for hers."
The blood from my forehead stained my white coat.
But I didn't care at all.
I just wanted my Jia Jia to live.
The door of the emergency room opened.
I rushed over like a madwoman: "Dr. Liu, how is my Jia Jia?"
Liu Hai's face was filled with worry: "Her life is stable, but the situation is not optimistic."
I struggled to maintain my composure: "She will be fine, right?"
"We will do our best."
Liu Hai sighed, hesitating to speak.
I stood frozen in place.
"What do you mean?"
"What do you mean?"
I grabbed Liu Hai's hand and shook it frantically.
Liu Hai helplessly sighed, "Jia Jia suffered a severe brain injury; he may never wake up."
"But then again, there might be a miracle."
Oh my God!
It's all my fault.
I shouldn't have taken the night shift.
If I had been with Jia Jia, this wouldn't have happened.
My Jia Jia is only five years old!
"Buzz buzz buzz—"
My phone rang, displaying two words.
Husband.
I trembled as I answered the call, and before I could say anything, the sound of a game came through the line.
"What is it?"
I took a deep breath and shouted into the phone, "Zhang Qiming, your son was in an accident!"
"He may never wake up!"
"Are you satisfied now?"
"Why wasn't it you who got into an accident? Why don't you take your stupid game and go die?"
"Smack—"
I threw the phone down hard.
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