I'm Sick, and So Is My Mother-in-Law. Who Should We Save First?

Looking at the diagnosis in my hands, my eyes stung and tears welled up. I was only 28, but there was a tumor in my brain. If I didn't have surgery soon, I might not live to see next year. My husband and I had scrimped and saved for years, managing to put away 100,000 yuan, barely enough to cover the surgery. I hated that my body had let me down. I didn't want to be sick, but I wanted even less to die. Besides, I couldn't die when my daughter and son needed me. After I got home, I spent a long time steeling myself before taking out the diagnosis. "Honey, there's a tumor in my brain. I need surgery as soon as possible." I