Me and My Rural Mother - 35. Re-admission to the Hospital

October arrived quickly, the golden autumn season, and the joy of harvest filled every corner of the village. My mother was very happy, and even hummed a lullaby on the way to the county town.
But I couldn't help feeling sad. "If I go down this path, my child's life is also gone." Looking at my mother's round belly, my heart was filled with sighs.
I conceived my child with my mother in April, and today is June. The number six often signifies good fortune, but I don't know if today will be auspicious for me or not.
The answer was definitely not good, because June was the last month of my mother's and my child's sentence. Watching my mother walk ahead happily, only one thought remained in my mind: "Mother, your heart is so hard!"
We arrived at the hospital quickly. This time, the doctor who treated my mother was not the same mean woman from last time, but someone I could never accept, for a simple reason: he was a man.
That's enough reason. How can I let another man touch my woman? I'd rather die than let him. I grabbed my mother's hand and started to walk outside.
I pulled, but it didn't move. I pulled again, still nothing. I pulled again, but it didn't budge. I turned around and saw my mother clinging tightly to a pillar in the hospital, tears welling up in her eyes.
My heart sank. It seemed my mother was determined to abort the child today, even if it meant letting other men touch her. Then, the onlookers at the hospital overwhelmingly accused me of being wrong and of being old-fashioned.
Suddenly, I became the target of everyone's criticism. "Fine, fine, do whatever you want, I don't care anymore," I let go of my mother's hand, turned around and walked out.
After leaving the hospital, I didn't go far. I felt like a fool who had been cuckolded. I sat blankly at the hospital entrance, took out cigarettes from my pocket, and started smoking one after another.
I don't know how much time had passed, an hour? Two hours? I don't know, all I know is that the cigarette butts at my feet were piled up like a small mountain.
Just then, someone nudged my shoulder. I turned around and froze. It was my mother, and she was still heavily pregnant. My face was filled with confusion.
My mother noticed my confusion and handed me a slip of paper, a piece of stiff paper folded into three sections. When I opened it, I saw the words "Diagnosis Report" written on it in large characters.
The content is roughly as follows: Zhang Yunduo (my mother's name, I apologize for not telling you sooner, actually this is the first time I've heard this myself), a 38-year-old woman from xx village, is 24 weeks pregnant with an enlarged uterus, a singleton pregnancy, and the pregnancy is located on the right side. However, because the mother suffers from high blood pressure and has mild heart disease, and is also somewhat older, she is considered an elderly mother. Forced induction of labor may cause massive bleeding, so...
I closed the diagnosis report. "Does this mean you can't have an abortion? Am I really going to be a father?" I still couldn't quite believe the diagnosis report in my hand and asked stupidly.
"Yes," my mother responded, giving me an affirmative answer. Hearing this, I jumped up with a joyful "Ah!"
But I only laughed for a moment. Then I seemed to suddenly remember something, grabbed my hair with both hands, squatted down on the ground, and started crying while hitting my head with my hands.
My mother was startled by my sudden reaction and quickly asked what was wrong. I said, "I'm such a useless man, I can't even protect my own wife."
My mother immediately understood what I meant and explained, "This doctor is different from the last one. He didn't even make me take off my pants. He just took my blood pressure and listened to my heartbeat and said I couldn't have an abortion."
"Then why didn't you come out for so long?" I still didn't quite believe it.
"I've been looking for you for ages, and I just found you!" "Really?" "Really."
"I knew that old hag was messing around last time. You can't do that kind of thing when you're seeing a doctor. Hehehe, hehehe." I jumped up from the ground, my face beaming like the sun breaking through the clouds, grinning like an idiot.
"Look at you, so silly!" My mother gave me a gentle push, feeling quite embarrassed. "Now you've got what you wanted."
It seems today is truly my lucky day. The number six didn't bring me bad luck; God is still looking out for me. "I'm going to be a dad!" I shouted to the heavens.
My voice was loud, and the noisy street seemed to fall silent instantly. Although I didn't care, my mother blushed with embarrassment and quickly pulled me away from there.

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