My name is Su Xixi, I am 8 years old and have just been diagnosed with terminal liver cancer. In order to treat me, my father went to the construction site every day to move bricks, which was only enough to give me a bowl of Chinese medicine. But I poured all the freshly brewed Chinese medicine into the toilet. The dark soup flowed down the white porcelain wall, and was finally swept away by the water. When my mother rushed in, there was only an empty bowl left, and she was shaking with rage. Su Xixi, that's the money your father got from selling his blood!
