When my mom arrived at the hospital in a stumbling manner, I was sitting in the doctor's office.

I wanted to reach out and grab her hand with red eyes, but she avoided me.

Her face looked very ugly, "What's going on?"

"The doctor said I have signs of kidney failure."

I cried covering my face, my mom was greatly shocked, and then she went straight to the doctor, "Can she still donate a kidney like this? She's going to donate a kidney to my son in two days!"

The doctor looked at her with an incomprehensible look, "Your daughter is like this, and you still want her to donate a kidney? Her kidneys are already bad, do you think donating to your son will help?"

My mom took a few steps back, her face full of despair.

Of course, she was desperate. Her beloved son was about to die, and I was their hope.

But my hope was shattered, how could she not be desperate.

Suddenly, she went crazy, rushed over and slapped my face.

"Why didn't you take care of yourself? Do you know you're going to donate a kidney to your brother, do you want him to die?"

The doctor probably didn't expect my mom to be so heartless.

I was already in such a pitiful state, but my mom only cared about my brother.

He quickly stepped forward to stop her, "Madam, calm down, your daughter is like this, how can you still blame her."

Knowing that I couldn't donate a kidney to her son, I became a useless existence to her.

She glared at me fiercely, as if I were her enemy.

After that, she didn't say anything caring and left decisively.

I looked at the closed door, my eyes filled with indifference.

I turned to the doctor and said, "Dr. Zhang, thank you very much for your cooperation."