The day I got stomach cancer, my brother got married and my mother asked me to use 100,000 to buy a house.
But they don't know that this is money for my medical treatment.
I dragged my thin body and said with a wry smile: "Mom, what if I get a terminal illness?"
But my mother raised her eyebrows and said, "Then don't die on your brother's wedding day, it's bad luck!"
Then one day, when I had a stomachache that made me sleepless, I heard someone outside the door saying, "Your sister is about to die anyway, so why not let her die quickly..."
