All the Young People Here Have Their Wishes

Daily novel + single heroine This is youth, the funeral of my youth, and my teenage utopia. Many regrets of youth will not happen here Didi didi" The infusion tube extends from the slender blood vessels on the back of the hand, and the transparent liquid drops drop by drop, with a monotonous rhythm, making a tiny sound in the silence. The monitor's screen was on, the light green wavy line undulating gently, and the numbers jumping slowly, forming a weak echo with the surrounding silence. At this time, a girl and two doctors were talking. Looking at their lips, they seemed to be saying "Are you sure you want this? " The woman nodded, Then the doctor handed over a piece of paper and the woman signed on it. ....... No, I can't die yet