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Chapter 342 Liberation

Besides, he was unable to alleviate her pain and could only watch helplessly as she suffered greatly.

The patient got the answer from Gu Changsheng's reaction; the longing in her eyes turned into despair, and her inner defenses collapsed.

She gasped for breath: "Please...please...kill...me..."

Rather than living a life worse than death, merely lingering on and waiting for it to end, it's better to seek a way out.

"Please...please..."

She had great difficulty speaking, her chest ached, and she couldn't breathe when she got emotional.

She could only look at Gu Changsheng with tearful, desperate eyes, begging him to grant her wish.

Gu Changsheng clenched his fingers tightly, watching her tremble like a dehydrated fish, her chin shaking as she breathed, her dim eyes fixed on him, pleading with him to help her end her life.

He closed his eyes and did not respond to the patient.

The patient convulsed and curled up in a ball, his fingers trembling as he pulled the blanket over his head, trying to end his life in this way.

Hearing increasingly heavy breathing, Gu Changsheng couldn't bear it and opened his eyes, only to see the blanket bulging high and shaking incessantly.

Seeing this, the bailiff couldn't bear it: "Doctor Gu, can't you help her?"

She only has half a month to live, cannot sleep at night, and her condition will only get worse day by day, and her suffering will intensify.

Gu Changsheng was torn and struggling internally. His hands had only ever saved people, never taken a life.

Suddenly, the patient straightened her legs, the blanket covering her head slipped down, revealing a face that was swollen and purple, and she was clutching her own neck with both hands.

Gu Changsheng looked away, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out a pill, and put it into the patient's mouth.

The patient got what she wanted, and the hands that were gripping her neck slowly lowered. Tears streamed down her face, but the corners of her mouth turned up, and her lips moved as if to say "thank you."

A moment later, the patient's eyelids closed, and his face became peaceful, as if he were asleep.

Gu Changsheng turned his back and clenched his fists tightly.

The bailiff comforted her, saying, "Doctor Gu, you are helping her, helping her to get rid of her suffering."

Gu Changsheng received no comfort. Even though he helped the patient escape the pain, a life was still lost in his hands.

It felt as if an invisible hand was tearing at his mind, a suffocating feeling swept over him, and his heart was suppressed to the extreme. He quickly walked out of the shed.

Suddenly, a soft, cat-like voice rang out.

Gu Changsheng stopped and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a baby a few months old lying in the corner of the shed.

Despite the cold weather, the baby didn't cry. Instead, it waved its little hands, kicked its little feet, and babbled to itself.

Upon seeing this, Gu Changsheng involuntarily walked towards the baby.

The baby looked at him with its round eyes, grinned, revealing its pink gums, and made an "ah-oh" sound, as if it were talking to him.

Such a small, fragile life, amidst the city-wide plague swept by wind and snow, his cheerful voice reflected a vibrant and vigorous vitality.

Gu Changsheng watched the baby spitting out bubbles and gently wiped the drool from the baby's chin with his fingers.

The baby's tiny hand gripped one of his index fingers, and the pale golden sunlight shone in from the side, falling on the two hands, one big and one small.