Novel Full Chapter 3351: Should She Just Die, or Should She Keep Living?
Chapter 3351: Should She Just Die, or Should She Keep Living?
Misfortune struck their family all at once, like a chain reaction.
Was it because of her nosebleed that started everything? If not for that, Ning Rong wouldn’t have taken her home first before going back to pick up that girl he had a thing with.
And he wouldn’t have gotten into that car accident on the way.
Or was it because Ning Yao was playing basketball, so no one else was available to take her home? That responsibility then fell on Ning Rong.
Ning Shu stared at the ceiling. Leukemia—people who get this disease all die.
Should she just die, or should she keep living?
How was her eldest brother doing now?
Ning Shu felt empty inside. Her mind was empty too.
So empty. She wanted to cry, but couldn’t.
The hospital room door opened. Ning Yao walked in, still wearing his sleeveless basketball jersey with the number “5” printed on it.
“Brother,” Ning Shu called out to him.
Ning Yao looked dirty, his face confused, hands gripping his head as he yelled at Ning Shu, “Why?! Why is this happening to our family?!”
Yeah, why was all this misfortune happening to them?
Ning Shu’s tears started flowing uncontrollably. She had no power to change anything. In the face of disaster, she was powerless.
And everyone was so fragile.
Mom was dead.
She had leukemia. Maybe she’d die tomorrow. Maybe tonight, in her sleep.
Everything was uncertain.
She had no strength to protect her family.
Ning Shu lowered her head. She must have forgotten something. She had to have forgotten something.
Why had she become like this? So helpless, so weak, crying in despair?
Her ears were ringing, filled with the sound of tires screeching on the ground, and metal scraping against pavement.
It hurt. It hurt so much.
“Brother, go check on Big Brother! Go see how Big Brother is!”
Blood started dripping from Ning Shu’s nose again, one drop after another, staining the white blanket beneath her.
Ning Yao was so scared he started crying. He grabbed tissues and frantically wiped the blood away.
But no matter how much he wiped, the blood wouldn’t stop. The tissues were soaked through, like a dripping wet towel.
“Doctor! Doctor!” Ning Yao stumbled out of the room, running to find a doctor.
Ning Shu held tissues to her nose herself.
If she lost this much blood, would she die?
She definitely would.
She just didn’t know how much longer she had left.
Her head spun with unbearable dizziness.
Why was she so weak?
Why was she so useless?
How did she become someone who couldn’t do anything?
Just a powerless little girl who couldn’t change her fate.
Was this really her destiny?
Ning Shu passed out again.
When she woke up, she was wearing an oxygen mask.
She opened her eyes and saw Father Ning and Ning Yao watching her.
“You finally woke up,” Father Ning said, his face haggard and weary.
Ning Shu breathed heavily, silently looking at Father Ning. He looked like all his energy had been drained away.
“Ning Shu, you have to hold on. Mom and Big Brother are both gone. We can’t have anything happen to you too,” Ning Yao cried as he spoke to her.
The resuscitation failed? He died?
Why was this happening?
Ning Shu’s whole body hurt.
She felt unbearably cold.
Cold to the bone.
She retched and vomited.
Then she blacked out again, vaguely aware of people around her scrambling in a panic.
Translator: Kaho