To save my wife, I donated a kidney. But the day I was discharged, she sent me to the guest room without a second thought. “That centipede-like scar is disgusting. Don’t let me see you again!” In the middle of the night, my wound split open and I collapsed in a pool of blood. I called her ninety-nine times for help. She coldly hung up every time, while passionate cries from Su Mucheng came from the master bedroom. In an instant, all the strength drained from my body. When I was admitted to the hospital, I felt the medal of military merit my mother had left me before she died. I burned all my medical records on the spot and called the number I had kept buried for so long.
