Chapter 149


    Chapter 149


    Colin was not convinced.


    Bowen knows.


    Although they often yed together during winter and summer vacations when they were young, their


    identities were not equal.


    Every time they yed together, Colin’s parents would pull him aside and tell him to let Bowen y


    with him, no matter what.


    So, they yed football, basketball, and even chess together, and Colin let Bowen.


    Bowen didn’t let Colin let him, but his inferiorityplex, Bowen can’t help him.


    Aftering and going, Bowen felt that it was boring to y with him, and then he gradually yed


    less with him.


    Since everyone is not a ss, it is awkward to y together, so let’s y our own way.


    Bowen arrived at Mrs. Evert’s ward, and it was nearly eleven o’clock.


    Several special nurses changed shifts and did not dare to blink.


    Seeing Bowene, she reported Mrs. Evert’s situation in a low voice: “Today, Madam has a good


    appetite and ate a


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    small half bowl of milk.”


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    Bowen went to the bedside, where Mrs. Evert was already asleep.


    He sat down by the bed and covered her with the quilt. He looked sideways at the soup bucket on the


    bedside table and frowned.


    “Viona was here?”


    “Yes.” The nurse quickly replied, “Miss Ger came in the evening and brought soup for Madam, but I


    didn’t give Madam a bit of oil.”


    “Don’t let her in next time.”


    The special care was a little embarrassed: “We can’t stop, Ger FamilySophie who came with herst


    time will curse…”


    Before they could finish speaking, Bowen suddenly nced back at them, and the special guard


    immediately fell silent and quietly retreated outside.


    Every night Bowen woulde and apany Mrs. Evert personally, and the special care workers


    would sleep on the sofa in the outer room.


    In fact, there are doctors, nurses and intensive care in the hospital, and Bowen canpletely not


    come.


    Bowen knew in his heart that his mother would notst long. Although the doctor said it obscurely, Mrs.


    Evert could not perform surgery now, and conservative treatment was useless to her.


    Bowen always felt a deep sense of powerlessness in the face


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    of death.


    But he knew he couldn’t keep all the dying lives.


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    He looked at his mother’s gray face, which used to be on dialysis two or three times a week, but now


    has be daily dialysis.


    The blood in the body passes through the machine and back into the body.


    This cycle every day, just to make her life in this world a little longer.


    Bowen didn’t sleep in the middle of the night again, a little sleepy, and the sky was pale.


    When she woke up, Mrs. Evert also woke up early.


    She has no energy, her breath is like a gossamer, and her lips are dark purple.


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    Bowen said in his usual tone that he would apany her after breakfast before leaving.


    Mrs. Evert took Bowen’s hand and squeezed it hard.


    Bowen was about to get up and twist a hot towel to wipe Mrs. Evert’s face, when she suddenly said,


    “Bowen, do you hate Mom?”


    Bowen’s back was stiff, and Mrs. Evert’s voice was weak, but her tone was still firm and tough. She


    said, “Whether you hate me or not, I don’t regret doing that. If I were given another chance to choose, I


    would still do it!”


    Bowen still didn’t speak, but his fingers were already cold in


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    Mrs. Evert’s palm.


    After a while, he turned back and called for special care: “Get some water to wash my mother’s face.”


    Then, he pulled out his hand and patted Mrs. Evert’s shoulder: “Mom, I’m going to make a phone call.”


    Mrs. Evert watched him walk out of the ward and closed her eyes feebly.