“Please, doctors, save my mommy. If it weren’t for me, she wouldn’t have had the accident, she wouldn’t have broken her legs, and she wouldn’t have been attacked again! It’s all my fault. If I could, I’d give her my legs. I really would. It’s all because of me.”
A doctor patted her head gently.
“You’re such a thoughtful child. But your legs are too small. Even if we could transplant them, they wouldn’t fit your mother. The best you can do is take good care of her.”
I blinked and motioned Emma to come closer.
“Emma, would you really do anything to help me recover my legs?”
She didn’t understand but nodded earnestly. “Of course, Mommy. I’d do anything.”
I pointed to the window.
“Then jump from there. Break your legs. That way you can give them back to me. Go on.”
Everyone froze in shock.
Even the doctors and nurses stared at me wide-eyed.
“This woman is insane. Her legs are ruined, so she takes it out on the child?”
“Even if the girl was kidnapped before, that was the criminals’ fault, not hers.”
“Even if the child broke her legs too, that wouldn’t restore her mother’s. Only treatment and recovery can help. Blaming the child is absurd.”
