"Can you save my mother?"
The middle-aged man by the hospital bed asked anxiously after hearing what Nan Yan said.
"There's no way to cure her; I can only extend her life by a few months."
Nan Yan met the middle-aged man's gaze squarely. "But as you've seen, her current existence is full of suffering. Are you sure you want to pursue treatment?"
The pain of a cancer attack is like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, and she has already developed immunity to most painkillers. Even the strongest anesthetics would have little effect on her.
"Can you at least make her wake up?" The middle-aged man's eyes turned red. "My mother still has a lot of research experience to offer. If she leaves like this, it will be a loss for our country!"
"My mother has devoted her entire life to serving the country, ensuring that our country does not fall behind in technology compared to other nations. She has poured her heart and soul into her work."
