I was dead. It was my parents’ fault.When I opened my eyes again, I found myself standing outside the operating room.Mom and Dad were pacing anxiously as they repeatedly glanced up at the sign that said, “Surgery in Progress.”The moment the operating room doors opened, they rushed to the doctor and asked, “Doctor, how is our son?”“Don’t worry. The surgery was performed in time, and the transplant was successful. No signs of rejection. He’s stable.”Only when I saw the doctor’s unfamiliar face did I understand that my parents had not been waiting for me at all.I let out a bitter laugh. Of course! Ever since I was a child, they had never cared about me. I was always the one who got left behind.Toby’s bed was slowly wheeled out, and my parents hurriedly rushed to his side.Tears streamed down their faces as they sobbed. “Toby, how are you feeling? Are you in any pain?”Toby shook his head weakly and said, “Mom, Dad, I feel much better. But what about Wilson? Don’t just st
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