Originally, I planned to cut off ties with them. As long as they lost custody of mine, they couldn't control me anymore. But now, I changed my mind. Seeing their current situation, I wasn't sure how long they could live. Such being the case, I could inherit property after they passed away.

So, I deliberately declined the invitation from the Child Protective Service staff. I insisted on staying in the hospital and taking care of my parents.

During this time, if my parents asked for water, I wouldn't give them any. But if they asked for food, I would just feed them a few spoonfuls.

With their faces becoming increasingly gloomy, I felt as happy as I could be.

On the contrary, they hated me more.

The day after the incident, my parents both had high fevers.

Their face reddened, and it looked like they were in a deep coma.

After the doctor examined them, he shook his head at me and my brother.

"Are there any other family?"

My father's parents died early. As for my mother's father, he was so angry after the incident at his last birthday party that he completely cut off all contact with my mother.

My grandfather didn't plan to visit my parents until the people in the hospital called him.

As soon as he arrived, the doctor told the truth, and I hid at the door and eavesdropped.

"Their injury is too serious, and now they have a high fever. If their fever couldn't be gone tonight, it will be difficult for them to survive."

The doctor added, "Even if they survive, they still need skin transplants, which are not only expensive but also very painful."

Grandpa sighed and slammed his cane on the floor.

"Are you suggesting I give them up? If they are gone, what will happen to their child?"

The doctor patted my grandfather's shoulder helplessly to comfort him. "Sir, please make a decision as soon as possible. Tell me quickly whether to continue treatment or give up treatment."

I stuck my head out deliberately and rubbed my eyes hard, making them red and looking like I had been crying.

"Grandpa! Mom and Dad look very painful. Will it stop hurting if they die?"

"Zoe, you are too young to understand."

A faint sneer crossed my face. Of course, I understood.

"Mom loves beauty so much. If her face can't be healed, she will definitely be very sad. Also, Dad's arm is broken. Will he continue working in the future?"