\”I\’m Not the God of Medicine\” is a hit, every child is the \”god of medicine\” to his parents

Yesterday, while crying, I watched a movie that has become very popular in recent days and has almost zero negative reviews – \”I\’m Not the God of Medicine\”. The film uses a chronic myelogenous leukemia patient as a realistic subject, depicting the embarrassment and humiliation of \”little people\” after falling ill, and there were many tears in the audience. What touched me most in the movie was not the protagonist Cheng Yong of \”The God of Medicine\”, but the leukemia patient Lu Yiyi who is now a father, and the single mother Sihui. Lu Yiyi is alive only because of the birth of his son. When I first became ill, my wife was only five months pregnant and wanted to die every day. However, when his son was born, looking at his son sleeping soundly on the crib, he said happily: The first time he saw him, he didn\’t want to die. He just wanted to hear him call daddy. The moment he gave birth to his son, Lu Yiyi had hope of living. How strong his love for his son is, how strong his desire to live is. His son is still so young, and he has not yet heard his son call him \”Dad\”. He still wants to watch his son toddle, learn to talk, grow up, and start a family. He also wants to be a grandfather. He didn\’t want to miss every moment of his son\’s growth. It was precisely because he saw hope that he could live so tenaciously. Hayao Miyazaki said: Being deeply loved by someone will give you strength, loving someone deeply will give you courage. It was precisely because of his deep love for his son that Lu Yiyi decided to live a good life. The same goes for single mother Sihui. It is precisely because of her deep love for her daughter suffering from leukemia that she has become a warrior. The moment the husband learned that his daughter was ill, he abandoned their mother and daughter and left. Faced with a daughter who needs life-long treatment with drugs and the sky-high price of drugs, she can only choose to let her soul sink into the dust. She has no choice but to commit herself to the \”dust\” and earn life-saving money for her daughter by pole dancing in bars. Picture source: \”I\’m Not the God of Medicine\” The brilliance of motherhood in her touched everyone. The hardships of a single mother are awe-inspiring. A child is a fragile cocoon and a hard shell that can turn a woman into an Iron Man. No matter how difficult the life is, her daughter\’s \”Mom\” is her strength to endure and the faint light in the dark night. We give our children life, and our children give us hope. Family affection is both soft care and hard armor. Enough to support people through the cold winter and usher in spring. I am reminded of the 26-year-old mother Zhang Lijun in the documentary \”Human World\”. Zhang Lijun was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer when she was 5 months pregnant. For the sake of the fetus in her belly, she refused the doctor\’s request and gave up the induction of labor. For the sake of her child, she missed the best period of treatment. My life has ended, and I should bring my child to this world to see it. After all, I have lived for 26 years, and he has not yet come to see the world. After giving birth to her son Xiao Long Bao, her condition worsened. But in order to be able to spend one more day with her son, she bravely accepted chemotherapy. Afraid that her son would not have an impression of her when he grew up and would not remember her mother in his memory, Zhang Lijun endured the torture of chemotherapy and began to record videos for her son. She said: Recording videos is also good, especially the one for birthdays every year, so that Xiao Long Bao can know that her mother is always with her on her birthday every year. She was racing against death. Even if her hair fell out, she started vomiting after eating, and her tumors spread, she still insisted on recording her children.Make a video. At the end of her life, she tried her best and recorded 18 videos for her son. These 18 videos are a dying mother’s birthday wishes for her son for the next 18 years. The only thing she could do was to accompany her son in this way. Although she knew that the moment she chose to give birth to her son, she was destined to have this ending, but she still longed for fate to be kind to her. I really wish that a miracle would happen and I could keep raising Xiao Long Bao. She is not afraid of death, she just wants to grow up with her son. \”I was a child before I had children. After I gave birth to children, I became an adult. It was my children who made me an adult.\” A college classmate said this at a class reunion. To be honest, after all these years after graduation, I have always looked down on him. When others are busy looking for jobs, he plays games at home; when others get married, he plays games at home; when others have successful careers and buy a second house, I heard that he still stays at home and plays games. We often discussed in private how miserable it would be for a family to have such a naughty son. But now, he seems to be a different person, taking up the banner of supporting his family. He picked up the abandoned major again. After two years of hard work, he went from a \”middle-aged gamer\” who knew nothing to being the project leader, responsible for the development of an important new product alone. He said: \”Because I am a father and I have to bear these two words!\” Children can save adults. It is their arrival that makes us want to become a better version of ourselves. Sun Li once posted on Weibo: I didn’t like traveling before, but now I want to go out and see the world whenever I have time. All these changes stem from my two children. I gave them life, and they gave me the color of life. Children can make our lives more perfect. Because we love them deeply, we are willing to show our best to them. I have seen such a tear-jerking Thai commercial. A man who drives a taxi leaves early and comes home late every day, working hard to make a living. One night, he was robbed by passengers and beaten until his nose was black and his face was swollen. When I got home, my son saw him, stretched out his hand, touched the wound distressedly, and asked, \”Mom, do you still feel pain?\” At this moment, I realized that she was a woman and a single mother. In order to survive, she cut off her long hair, disguised herself as a man, and went out to run a taxi. This mother looks distressed, but she is happy. Writer Feng Chen said: The so-called relationship between parents and children is just mutual nourishment. I originally thought that I had given everything for you, but in the end I discovered that it was me who made everything possible. It turns out that children are angels sent by God to fulfill us. Before having children, I was a thorn in the workplace and couldn\’t stand my boss\’s slightest disrespect. I often get angry before my boss gets angry, and I am even more angry than the boss. Especially when summer came, I would quit my job and spend the \”summer vacation\” at home, and then stay up all night at home and eat and drink all kinds of things. Because of this, I was often bullied. My mother often pointed at my ID card and asked me: \”How old are you? You still have summer vacation, which is only for children.\” Originally, I thought that these bad habits were hopeless in this life. However, since giving birth to a child, theseThe problem suddenly went away on its own. Not only did he cherish his life, but he also became a coward. No matter how difficult his boss was, he could still bear the word \”forbearance\” because the list of various expenses for his children, such as milk powder, tuition and fees, tutoring fees, etc., were all good.\” Fire extinguisher.\” It is my children who make me mature and stop doing things in an anticlimactic and careless way. Thank you, kid, for making me a better version of myself. My child, although life is really hard, I am happy with it and am willing to live like a superman for you, capable of doing anything. Life is full of hardships, but looking at the children\’s smiling faces and listening to the children calling \”Mom and Dad\” sweetly, all the efforts are dipped in honey, and there is sweetness in the bitterness. Ma Liang wrote in \”The Rest of My Life\” that in the rest of my life, the wind and snow will be your plainness, your poverty, your glory, the tenderness in your heart, and your child. For the rest of my life, I only want you.