What is the most heartbreaking scene you have ever encountered?

Opening the door of memory, the most sad scene I can think of is seeing my mother not waking up after anesthesia.

I am a wanderer, and the elders in my family cannot be around to fulfill their filial piety, so what I care about most is whether my parents are healthy.

My mother has been suffering from stomach problems in recent years. Because of her stomach discomfort, she has been losing weight day by day. In addition to her stomach problems, her sleep quality is also not good, and she often cannot sleep all night long.

Knowing my mother’s physical condition, I was very worried and always advised her to go to Shanghai for a comprehensive check-up. In October last year, my mother finally came to Shanghai to see a stomach doctor.

Because I needed to check carefully, I obtained my mother’s consent and applied for a painless gastroscopy for her. My mother, who has been ill for a long time, is very afraid of gastroscopy, but due to her physical condition, she can only endure the discomfort for diagnosis.

The place where gastroscopy is performed requires patients to go in alone, and family members can only wait outside. I looked at my mother's back as she walked in, and felt sad for a while. My mother has lost weight again and walks very slowly. She is no longer the gorgeous mother she used to be.

I watched my mother being examined inside, and then went inside 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 the same bed. , the person was not yet awake, but everyone around her had already sat up. I was silently beside her, watching her sleeping on the bed, her face was wrinkled, she was sleeping very deeply, and I couldn't bear to wake her up.

About five minutes later, the doctor began to urge us to get up quickly. I gently pushed my mother to wake up. After she woke up, she said to me: "I slept so soundly just now, don't wake me up." "Let me sleep a little longer. I haven't slept so soundly for a long time." I walked out of the hospital with my mother, who was still not very awake, and called a car. Because I had to rush to work, my mother urged me to go quickly. She said she had no problem and should not delay her work.

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