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What is the saddest scene you have ever encountered?

Opening the door of memory, the saddest scene I can think of is to see my mother awake after anesthesia.

I am a wandering wanderer, and my elders can't be around to be filial, so I am most concerned about the health of my parents.

However, my mother has been suffering from stomach trouble in recent years. My body is getting thinner and thinner because my stomach is uncomfortable. In addition to the stomach, the quality of sleep is not good, and I often can't sleep all night.

Knowing my mother's physical condition, I am worried. I have been persuading her to come to Shanghai for a comprehensive examination. Last year 10, my mother finally came to Shanghai to see her stomach trouble.

Because of careful examination, I applied for a painless gastroscope with my mother's consent. My mother, who has been ill for a long time, is afraid of gastroscopy, but because of her physical condition, she can only endure discomfort to make a diagnosis.

Where gastroscopy is done, patients need to go in alone, and family members can only wait outside. I looked at the back of my mother coming in, and my heart was already sour. My mother has lost weight again, and people walk very slowly. She is no longer the mother of her youth.

I watched my mother check inside, and then I went in for anesthesia and gastroscopy. About half an hour later, the doctor began to call the patient's name. When I heard my mother's name, my mother was lying on a bed, and everyone around me was already sitting up. I stood beside her silently, watching her sleep in bed, wrinkled and sleepy, and some couldn't bear to wake her up.

After about five minutes, the doctor began to urge us to get up quickly. I woke up my mother gently. She woke up and said to me, "I just slept soundly." Don't wake me up, let me sleep for a while. I haven't slept so soundly for a long time. " I helped my mother out of the hospital and called a car. My mother urged me to leave quickly because I had to go to work. She said she was fine and didn't delay her work.

When the car started, I looked at my mother's back in the window and couldn't stop crying.