To Avoid Suspicion, My Chief Physician Mother Pushed Back My Surgery. After I Died, She Went Mad

I arrived just as my mom's career was taking off,

and got in the way of her becoming the leading lady of her own life.

So she hated me to the core.

She worked herself to the bone throughout her pregnancy,

and had me delivered by C-section two months early so she could study for an exam, leaving me in an incubator.

She even declared, "Only the strong deserve to be my child!"

I was born with a heart condition and relied on medication to stay alive.

But my own mother, a leading cardiologist, never paid any attention to me.

When my dad even tried to get an appointment with her, she tore into him:

"I have so many other patients. What would people think of me if I let you cut in line? It would ruin my career! Are you and your daughter trying to destroy me?"

My dad showed her the emergency doctor's report and even got down on his knees. "Please, just come take a look. Ruoruo is in real danger!"

Even then, she chose to go save her patient first.

Six hours later, she finally called. "Where are you? I'm coming now."

"Don't bother."

"So she wasn't sick? I knew it! This is just some cheap trick you came up with to compete for my attention! If she's fine, I'm leaving!"

With red eyes, my dad opened the morgue freezer. "Our child is gone. As her mother, aren't you going to come say goodbye?"