Traveling through the anime with the eyes of God

"Isn't this ending too unexpected?"

In the hospital, a young man named Xiao Wanyang was lying on a hospital bed watching cartoons. He was wearing a ventilator and had an IV tube inserted to maintain his life, which was as weak as a candle in the wind.

Xiao Wanyang was diagnosed with lung cancer a few years ago. Logically, as long as he received good treatment in the early stages, his lung cancer would have had a chance to be cured.

However, a sudden outbreak of the pneumonia caused Xiao Wanyang's lung cancer to worsen rapidly. He could not hold on for much longer and needed a new lung transplant as soon as possible, otherwise death would be waiting for him!

It's a pity that Xiao Wanyang has been waiting for a new lung. The demand for human organs is always greater than the supply. Ordinary people like him have to queue up if they want to get new lungs, but there are hundreds of thousands of people ahead of him in that queue!

"Let's look for other anime."

Xiao Wanyang thought about it, raised his shaking hands and picked up the mouse to search for it. He could only move the mouse now, and could not take care of other things, including eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. He could only eat and drink by infusion, and had to call a nurse to help with defecating and urinating.

After searching for several minutes, Xiao Wanyang couldn't find any anime he wanted to watch. During the months in the hospital, Xiao Wanyang watched all the anime on the market. Whether he liked it or not, he would watch it.

Out of 24 hours in a day, he spends at least 12 hours watching anime, and the rest of the time he is either checking or sleeping. It is very monotonous.

"Are there no new anime for me to watch?"

Xiao Wanyang felt empty and wanted to do something, but he could do nothing.

Ding Dong!

At this moment, WeChat suddenly rang. Xiao Wanyang took a look and saw that it was a message from his mother.

Mother: “Feeling better?”

Looking at the message sent by his mother, Xiao Wanyang closed his eyes and thought for a while. His mother would ask him every day if he was feeling better, but every day was the same. How could he get better without new lungs?

Xiao Wanyang glanced at his left hand, which was connected to various medical devices, and shook his head helplessly. Then he raised his right hand and typed a reply with difficulty: "No feeling, same as always."

After a while, the mother replied: "Well, let me tell you, I found a new job, with food and accommodation provided, and a daily salary of 300! As long as I don't spend a penny, and work overtime on holidays, I can make about 12 a year! Add your father's salary, money is not a problem!"

Xiao Wanyang frowned. If you just work every day without spending a penny, what’s the difference between you and a robot?

With a salary of 300 yuan a day, it would probably be very tiring physical work considering his mother's personality, so he replied: "Don't worry about me so much, spend some money to buy some new clothes for your sister! The last time she came to visit me, I saw she was still wearing the same clothes. I haven't seen her wearing new clothes for a long time."

It took Xiao Wanyang three minutes to type this sentence with one hand. If his left hand could still move, he could finish it in about twenty seconds.

Xiao Wanyang waited for a while, but his mother did not reply. She probably went back to work, so he continued to look for anime to watch.

……

At night, Xiao Wanyang hid in the quilt and looked at his mobile phone. There were other patients in the ward and he didn't want to affect others with the light from his mobile phone.

While playing, Xiao Wanyang suddenly felt an itch in his throat, and then he coughed a few times. Don't worry, this cough made him feel a sharp pain in his chest.

"It should be fine..."

As Xiao Wanyang was thinking this, a fishy-sweet taste came out of his mouth. He was slightly startled. He was vomiting blood.

Without caring about other patients resting, Xiao Wanyang hurriedly pressed the nurse bell. Not long after, he suddenly felt suffocated and couldn't breathe.

Da da da……

A nurse trotted to Xiao Wanyang's bedside. She immediately noticed something abnormal and called the doctor.

……

In front of the operating room, Xiao Wanyang's family arrived. They had just come back from a day's work and were preparing to go to bed, but unexpectedly they received a call from the hospital saying that Xiao Wanyang's condition had suddenly worsened and that he needed major surgery, so they were asked to come and see him as soon as possible.

So Xiao Wanyang's family didn't even bother to put on their clothes, they just came in pajamas and a coat.

"Wow, wow, wow... My son, you said he was fine, how come he is now critically ill..."

Xiao's mother stood outside the operating room and cried loudly. Her daughter stood beside her, wiping her tears silently.

Father Xiao was standing not far away, sighing alone. He subconsciously took out a pack of cigarettes, but then he remembered that smoking was not allowed in the hospital, so he put it away.

After a while, a doctor came out of the operating room, holding a sheet in his hand and said to Xiao Wanyang's mother: "You are Xiao Wanyang's mother, right?"

"I'm……"

Xiao's mother quickly calmed herself down, then nodded tremblingly, wiping her tears with a handkerchief in her hand. She didn't want others to see her crying.

"This is the Critical Illness Notice. Alas, parents all over the world are pitiful. Your son's lung cancer has reached the late stage. Even if he gets a lung transplant, there is not much hope. Of course! If there is any hope, we will do our best to treat him." The doctor handed the list to Xiao's mother and said.

"Thank you for your hard work, doctor. You came to treat my son so late at night." Xiao's mother took the critical illness notice, read it carefully, then picked up the pen given by the doctor and signed her name with trembling hands.

"Thank you. If Xiao Wanyang gets better, I will come out and let you know right away."

The doctor took the critical illness notice and returned to the operating room. He was quite annoyed when he was suddenly called back to perform surgery late at night. However, he did not expect that this family had such high quality, which made him feel much more comfortable.

Unfortunately, Xiao Wanyang was already in the advanced stage of lung cancer, and no matter how many surgeries he performed, it would be useless. In order not to waste medical resources, they had to choose to give up the surgery.

"Well, take him to the morgue."

The surgeon sighed helplessly, feeling regretful for not being able to save the patient from the clutches of death.

All I can say is that most cancers are basically incurable in the late stages.

At this time, Xiao Wanyang, who was lying on the operating table, suddenly regained a little consciousness. It was not hope of survival, but that the anesthesia time was up.

"It's so dark... where am I?"

Everything in front of Xiao Wanyang's eyes was dark and he could not feel his body.

"Am I going to die?"

Facing death, Xiao Wanyang did not have too much fear. He had witnessed too many separations of life and death during his hospitalization. In his view, death was just a normal life phenomenon that everyone would have to face sooner or later.

"But I'm so unwilling to accept that I haven't been able to repay my parents..."

"My sister, too. I didn't get to see her wearing new clothes..."

"If there is an afterlife, I hope to be like the protagonist of an anime, helping others and living a colorful life..."

Xiao Wanyang felt that his consciousness was gradually fading away, as if he was about to fall asleep.

However, at the end of his consciousness fading away, a voice sounded from his mind.

【as you wish. 】