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Only a few days ago, she amputated her right leg with two instruments on her hands.

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Changes 8—The Metamorphosis of Two Women

Chapter 8 Tow Women With The Same Hobby

From that day on, I began to make positive preparations. After amputation, I don't have enough money to install prosthetic limb, and I kept walking with two crutches. Now, I bought a wheelchair, and I used every opportunity to push the wheelchair out by myself. When an acquaintance asked me, I said that the crutching was too long and the armpit was worn out. Over time, I prefer wheelchairs to walking on crutches.

Two years later, my son was admitted to the University of Finance and Economics in X City. Flying Brother and I are still the same, he will come to see me twice or three times a year in B city, but I go to Z city a little more. He never took the initiative to talk to me about amputation. Sometimes I mentioned this topic, but he just dealt with it lightly.

Finally, I made all the preparations and called him again. "Flying Brother, arrange a amputation for me!"

"Have you decided? There's no medicine for regret."

"It's decided! Besides, I've been thinking about it for several years, and I won't regret it."

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Under Flying Brother's arrangement, I stayed in a private hospital near Z city. This time it's a single room, familiar with white, familiar with the taste. I have an indissoluble bond with the hospital. In the hospital, I was still pushing my wheelchair, which attracted a lot of attention. On the first day, I noticed a woman a few years younger than me. She always looked at me secretly in the corridor. It was not pity or curiosity. I could say that I could see some kind of appreciation in her eyes. When the wheelchair passed her, I nodded to her voluntarily, and she immediately responded.

"Hello, are you here to see a doctor for your leg?" She asked.

"Well, the stump is infected, and the doctor says I'm afraid will have to amputate it again. Are you the patient's family?

"I'm here to go through the hospitalization procedures and see the doctor for myself."

"Oh, what's wrong with you?"

"There's something wrong with my feet." She said, and hurried away.

After dinner, when the doctor came to arrange the preoperative examination, I asked the doctor about the woman.

"Have you talked about it? To tell you the truth, like you, she came here to amputate her limbs." The doctor said.

"What's wrong with her feet?" I asked.

"Not sick. I should say she's like you. She let me amputate all ten toes five years ago, and this time she asked to amputate both feet at the ankle.

"She also volunteered to amputate her limbs?"

"Yes. And because she was anxious to have an operation, she went through the procedure of hospitalization today. It was an extra bed, and now she was squeezed into a room with three other patients.

Unexpectedly, I met a person who had the same desire as me, which inevitably gave rise to a feeling of regret. "If she wants, please arrange her to stay in my ward, and I want to communicate with her."

"Mrs. Xu, I'd like to thank you for her. I think she would like to move in with you."

The next morning, as soon as the nurse had drawn blood for me and left, I heard a noise. Then, accompanied by a man, the woman entered my ward carrying daily necessities. When the nurse finished making the bed, she took off her shoes and lay on the bed. I looked at the feet in her socks. They really looked short and wide. They should have no toes.

I just saluted her and left the room because I had to do all kinds of examinations. I spent the morning rushing between the laboratories and didn't return to my room until lunchtime. As soon as I entered the door, I saw her staring at me with a delicate smile on her face.

"Thank you for letting me stay. I know, this room is you paid for."

"Nothing. I heard from the doctor that you are the same person as me, so I hope to help you." I looked at her and said.

"Well, the doctor told me about you. I'm really glad to know you."

"How did you find it here?" I asked.

"The doctor is my husband's fellow countryman. They grew up wearing open crotch pants together. We trust him." She said with a laugh.

"I'm still wondering why he's willing to take over the operation. He's done it for you once."

"Well, when my husband found him, he disagreed at first, but later he couldn't resist the friendship of his childhood friends, so he did it for me."

Now that we have talked, we have nothing to hide from each other, and soon share everyone's experience with each other.

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Changes 7—The Metamorphosis of Two Women

Chapter 7 Changes in outlook on life

Time flies so fast that I will leave Flying Brother and go home soon. On the last night before my departure, Flying Brother and I enjoyed endless entanglement once again. Of course, I used my soft tongue to serve Flying Brother again. For the first time, I swallowed his wonderful semen. We lie in bed, talking about our separation.

During the conversation, I summoned up the courage to say to him, "I heard you talk about Pretender and Wannabe. I've been thinking about it for several days. I found that I like my amputeed body and that you like women whose legs have been amputated. If you can guarantee my future carefree life, I want to be your legless lover.

"I'm surprised by your idea. I like you. I like women whose legs have been amputated. But I'll never dislike you by your right leg haven't been amputated, let alone the idea of having your legs amputated."

"But since my last operation, I feel really wonderful. I think in some cases, disability is not a bad thing, because I really get a lot of fun from amputation. Flying Brother, let me try again. How about amputating my stump first? Of course, you have to guarantee my life first.

"I can assure you that your future life is secure, but we must think carefully about voluntary amputation. You know, if you don't have legs, your life will be a lot of inconvenience, you may lose the ability to walk forever.

"Well, let's all think about it carefully."

The next day I left Z City and returned home. Life is the same as before, but no one can satisfy my desire. When I am alone, if there are customers in the online store, I can also distract myself from doing things, but after all, the online store has more free time, so I can not help but imagine. I often scratch my stump with my fingertips, enjoying the pleasure that ordinary people can not enjoy, thinking about the purpose of life and my desires. I am disabled, I like my disability, but if have more limbs were amputated, it must become more disabled. Maybe I'll become a disabled person who can do nothing. However, the stump really gives me a different feeling, amputation really brings me another kind of happiness. Especially in the days after the operation, the itching feeling on the stump made me feel very comfortable. I think more and more that amputation will make me loses physical limbs and gets spiritual leaps. Balance gains and losses, the soul is more important than physics, I want to amputate again for that kind of alternative enjoyment!

I called Flying Brother, explained my thoughts to him and told him my final decision. Flying Brother was silent for a moment and said to me, "I respect your choice, but I still want to remind you that pleasure may be temporary, while disability is permanent. If you really think about it, I would advise you to amputate your stump and experience it as you said that day.

"Well, that's what I think. Do you remember the last operation? That brought me some pleasure. Especially after seeing Xiao Liu, I even love with the buttock without leg. Of course, I may not feel that way every time. These can only be considered by oneself. Where can find a doctor agree to amputate a healthy limb? If they are there, I really hope to amputate the stump and try it first."

"You don't have to worry about doctors. In this world, as long as you have enough money, there is almost nothing you can't do. In addition, if you amputate again, how do you explain it to your family?

"This is something you need not to worry about, I will prepare slowly. First of all, you know that my husband and I have not interfered in each other's lives. I just need my children to go to college and move to Z city. As for my mother, I just need to tell her that I have found someone who loves me. I want to move to live with him. I will call her several times a year later. She won't ask me about the trifles of my life.

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Changes 6—The Metamorphosis of Two Women

Chapter 6 Lili Is Translate into Wannabe

On the fifth day after the operation, I was discharged from hospital.

Flying Brother is very busy. He will take me home that day. Before returning home, we indulged in his hotel once. There was still a little pain in the stump, but there was no more convulsive and intolerable pain like the past. Instead, every touch would be directly fed back to my waist, and I felt like a cloud drifting through the mist. The stump is shorter and the quality of sexual life is better...

When I got home, my life was as monotonous as before. I missed my Flying Brother all the time except serving my online store. So, in the off-season of finding a commodity, I took the train to Z city, at neighboring province.

When I got off the train, Flying Brother took me to a hotel. The front of the hotel looked small and the lobby was not very upscale. But when I entered the room, I saw a bright light. It was like a presidential suite. After Flying Brother left, a waiter brought lunch soon. I was very surprised, so I asked the waiter. Only then did I know that Flying Brother owns one third of the stake in this hotel. Everyone called him General Xu.

After dinner, Flying Brother came. I jumped on it, followed by a long wet kiss. After some sexual intercourse, we hugged together satisfactorily and told each other our thoughts. Passion was unbearable. I kissed his tender lips, his strong chest, his flat stomach, his seductive lower body. His chicken is standing up again...

"Wait a minute, if you don't mind, I want you to do something for me." Flying Brother said.

"What's the matter?"

"You know, I like women whose legs have been amputated. I want to tie up your right leg and have sex with you, okay?" Flying Brother asked tentatively.

"Flying Brother, I'd like to do that for you." I answered simply.

He found a rope, let me curl up my right leg and tie it up. I see that his chicken is straighter. In the process that followed, we made a new leap!

We gasped for breath, and Flying Brother whispered to me, "Thank you! You gave me the feeling of having sex with women who amputated their legs. It was really good.

"Flying Brother, after this operation, I found that I liked the stump. It's like my new sexual organ. It always brings me sexual fantasies. I even think amputation may not be bad for me. I don't know why I feel that way.

"Many amputees feel the same way as you. In theory, that's because the lower part of the human body contains nerves and tissues. The sensation of nerve endings is the most sensitive. Amputation makes the nerves on the stump become nerve endings and closer to your nerve trunk. The shorter conduction time brings you a more direct and pleasant feeling.

This night, I talked a lot with Flying Brother. I know from Flying Brother that besides Devotee, there are people in the world called Pretender and Wannabe, Pretenders do pretend to be disabled to get pleasure. Wannabes thinks that a healthy body is a mistake, and they seek to turn themselves into disabled people.

After Flying Brother left, I thought about it alone for a long time. I remember the feeling after the second operation that I had not only adapted to amputation, but also felt vaguely that I really enjoyed it. How would I feel if I had to amputate my limbs again? Would I volunteer to amputate more my limbs? It suddenly struck me that I understood Wannabe, because after amputation I got a lot of things I didn't have before. If possible, I think I'd like to amputate again or more.

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Changes 5—The Metamorphosis of Two Women

Chapter 5 Coward and hip disarticulation

I live in an orthopaedic ward where most patients who have undergone leg surgery stay in bed for a long time. Because I have already adapted to the life of one leg, I have more mobility. So I can walk in the corridor on crutches very soon. I thought I was the only amputee, but the first time I left the ward on crutches, I saw a Crutching figure on the other side of the corridor. I looked at her attentively and found that she had only one leg. I went over and introduced myself.

"Hello! I'm a patient in Unit 301. I saw you were amputated too. So I come and say hello.

"Oh," she said, staring at my left leg. "Why were you amputated?"

"Traffic accident." I said.

"See how skilled you are in walking on crutches and how fast you practice it."

"No, I've amputated my limbs for a long time. This time it was a repair operation because of the pain in the stump. I explained.

No wonder you are so skilled. Well, I'm leaving the hospital the day after tomorrow, but you see, I can't walk well till now."

"You will become more proficient. Crutches are now like a part of my body, and when I walk I naturally wiggle them." I then asked, "Why did you amputate your leg?"

"Osteosarcoma." She answered.

"From your patient's clothes, your amputation seems to be quite high?"

"To prevent the spread of cancer, the doctor cut off my whole right leg." She took out her right hand from a crutch and compared it on the empty trousers leg, then said, "Here, amputated my leg from the hip joint."

"Hip joint? Can you still fake a prosthetic like that? I asked.

"The doctor said that it can be installed, but it is not very useful. It is more convenient to walk with double crutches. So I need to practice using double crutches. In particular, it is said that prosthetic limbs should cover the whole buttock and be tied to the waist with a belt, which must be inconvenient and uncomfortable.

"It's not just you. I was going to wear prosthetic legs, but install prosthetic in the Disabled People's Federation has requires queuing. After several years of crutching, I've become accustomed to double crutching. It doesn't matter whether I pretend to be a prosthetic leg or not."

Because we were the only amputees in the whole ward, I came closer and closer to her. I knew her surname was Liu, so I called her Xiao Liu. I often take a walk with Xiao Liu and have a heart-to-heart talk. We even looked at each other's wounds. I saw that her scar was much longer than mine. Her right buttock collapsed entirely. The side of the right hip is a curved suture. The wound extends laterally and backwardly from the vulva and then from the back to the front of the lower abdomen. It can be seen that not only the leg has been amputated, but also the right femur has been removed entirely. I stroked her right hip and saw her stump twitch a few times. I was deeply impressed by the sight. I first learned about hip disarticulation from her.

Back in the ward, I kept thinking about her right hip. Somehow, I always imagined her as myself, imagining what would happen if I were a LHD? What does it feel like to have a left buttock without leg? Should the leg of the trousers be cut off? After I recovered, I was suddenly inspired. I asked myself, what's wrong with me? Why do I think so? Am I crazy? It seems that I like my disabled body.

I told this to Flying Brother, and I felt as if something had passed in his eyes when he heard my words, and immediately calmed down again. Just said a light sentence: "Good health, you think too much."

For the next two days, I often went to Xiao Liu's ward on the pretext of helping her learn how to use crutches. But my eyes are always on her right buttock. Two days later, Xiao Liu was discharged from hospital.

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Changes 4—The Metamorphosis of Two Women

Chapter 4 Change of Lili's Stump

During the chat, I noticed a Devotee in a neighboring province called Xufei. There are three reasons why I noticed him. First, his name is very special, even a little feminine. Second, he is always so polite in chatting. Thirdly, as an administrative leader, he is so knowledgeable that he knows almost everything about astronomy, geography, chemistry, physics, philosophy, economy, literature and poetry. I learned a lot from him. Gradually, I only chatted with him. I called him Flying Brother. We talked more about Amputee and Devotee, of course. I don't shy away from it. I even call myself a one-legged flower. Through chatting, I know that he likes thigh amputation, especially for women with double thigh amputation.

Once he passed my city on a business trip and we met. When I saw him, I was shocked again. He was about 1.8 meters tall or even taller. His waist was straight, his eyebrows were big and his eyes were very handsome. I accompanied him to eat some local snacks, and then I took the initiative to send him back to his hotel, went upstairs with him and entered his room. Yes, I fell in love with him at first sight, just want to keep a long-term relationship with him, even if only let me be his mistress...

Then we met several times, and in the tangle, he learned more about my privacy and that I needed further surgery to relieve the pain of the stump. He offered to bear part of the cost of the operation. To be honest, I really don't intend to get anything from him. I just want to accompany him more. I like the feeling of touching my stump and sucking his chicken that I used to hate it very much before. I don't know why, but after amputation, I like to do it. Every time I put his chicken in my mouth, the reaction under me is stronger. My stump will convulse happily involuntarily, which will make me get an unprecedented outbreak. When we were together, he and I were satisfied. I decided to stop looking for a marriage goal. That's it all my life. My husband has an affair with him. I have my Flying Brother, although only a few times a year. Since then, my feelings have a new sustenance.

With the encouragement of Flying Brother, I went into the Military Medical College Affiliated Hospital again, and found the doctor who treated me last time. I made an appointment with him for the operation and lie down on the operating table again. I'm really scared to think of the pain after my last amputation. Because my mother's health is not very good, and this is seemed not a major operation, my mother failed to take care of me in the provincial capital. It was Flying Brother who came to accompany me, he comforted me before the operation, to relax my nervous mood, I was wheeled into the operating room under his attention.

This time, lumbar anesthesia was used, so I know the operation process, puncture, medication, loss of consciousness in both legs, skin and muscle incision, including doctor's dialogue... Listening to the doctor's conversation, I know that my femur is well repaired, but the nerve endings are not handled properly and need to be cut short and burned again. Especially when a nerve and a femur were attached together and could not be separated, after a brief discussion, the doctors decided to amputate my stump for another 10 cm, and my right leg had a new change. While waiting in the observation room, I gently touched the bandage on the stump with my hand. Well, it was shorter. I felt numbness in my stump and itching in my heart. Strangely, I had a little expectation of seeing my new stump earlier. And I'm no longer afraid of surgery. Soon, Flying Brother picked me up and back to the ward. After settling down, he gave me a sweet kiss. During the period of hospitalization, Flying Brother stayed at my bedside every day in the daytime, which made the patients envious.

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Changes 3—The Metamorphosis of Two Women

Chapter 3 Lili Meet Emotion

Back home, I told my husband about the inspection. He just said lightly, "I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money, right? The compensation for the accident has not been paid to us yet.

"But I really hurt! I'll go and collect money from my mother."

"Whatever you want."

He has been so indifferent to me recently that I really don't know what to say to him.

Because of economic reasons, it has been delayed for three years. I suffered from limb pain from time to time, and the operation was still not done. Finally one day, the court informed me to go to court to get the first compensation, 50,000 yuan. The money is a drop in the bucket for prosthetics and surgery, but it's still a start.

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The court is far from my home. It takes two bus transfers and several kilometers to walk. For me with one leg, it's even more troublesome. I can't go home until at least noon after I get the money. That day, I hurried onto the bus and ran two stops away. Suddenly, I found that I had left my wallet at home with my ID card and bank card. In desperation, I had to change to a return bus at the nearest station to go home. When I got home and opened the door, I was shocked by what I saw. My husband is holding another woman in his arms. That's definitely not me! I remembered. Since the car accident, my husband and I have less and less communication. Obviously, he has a new love.

I ignored the woman and picked up my crutches and hurled it at the aspirant. He jumped out of bed, grabbed my crutches and let me fall to the floor...

He told the woman to dress up and leave, and then came to me and said, "Don't be self-righteous, you a disabled woman, since you amputated, I can hardly have sexual satisfaction. It's strange that I feel your stump. It makes me lose my passion. I'm quite worthy of you when I didn't ask for a divorce. This house belongs to me, too. I tell you, if I divorce you, you will be homeless. I pity you and my children, so I decided not to divorce you. Let's have a showdown with you today. From then on, you and I will be independent. We still claim to be husband and wife, but we do not interfere in each other's lives.

"..."

What can I do? For my children, for my face, I acquiesced in the result with tears.

From that day on, I lost love and sex. Every time I feel pain in my stump, I massage it to relieve the pain. Gradually, I began to like touching my stump. Inadvertently, I found that touching the stump would make me more sexually aroused, and I learned to masturbate.

No love, only family love to me. In addition to giving my son more motherly love, I went back to my mother's home more and more times. My mother found something unusual and asked me why. I couldn't hide it from my mother, so I told her everything. My mother advised me that if possible, let me find another person to live. I listened to my mother and began to think about my future. In my spare time running my online business, I started browsing websites about the marriage of disabled people and registered an account with a virtual identity. Quickly, a lot of people began to contact me, chatting through QQ, and I found that most of them were people called Devotee. I slowly learned that there is such a group in the world, they are attracted by the disabled, some people like amputees, some people like paraplegics, some people like blind people, some people like deaf and mute people...

For the first time, I found that some people even like our disabled. Isn't it a good thing for disabled people? And I started chatting with them on QQ. Through chatting, I found that their educational level was generally high, including master's degree, doctor's degree, engineers, professors and even leaders. However, some of them are still young, or have a family, and they are not very suitable to marry for a woman over 30 years of age like me...

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Changes 2—The Metamorphosis of Two Women

Chapter 2 Lili's Second Life

Now I know that my right leg is gone from me. Lying in the hospital bed, watching the saline dripping slowly in the drip tube, and hearing my mother's gentle sobbing, I must be strong.

"Mom, I'm all right. It's not terrible to lose one leg. Modern prosthetics are no worse than real legs."

Mothers and daughters had a conversation like this, which gradually made me accept the fact.

"Lili, Mom knows you've been independent since you were a child, and Mom knows you're going to be okay. But..."

I slept soundly, perhaps because of weakness or anesthesia. At dawn, a convulsive pain passed from my left leg to my spine, and the unbearable pain woke me up. The effect of anesthetics was over. The nurse saw me wake up and helped me turn on the pain pump. I endured the pain, gritted my teeth and silently counted the droplets in my heart. I wondered how long it took for the pain to ease gradually.

At the third day after operation, they changed my dressing for the first time. Two doctors came to the ward with a trolley. After a brief inquiry, they began to work. They untied the bandages and took off the cotton pads. For the first time, I saw my stump, about a foot long, topped with yellow tincture of iodine, which might be the cause of the swelling. It looked much thicker than before. The doctor carefully wiped the wound with a cotton swab, padded it with a new cotton pad, and wrapped my stump up again with a bandage. I felt that they looked at me a little dodgy, I understand that it is a kind of pity, looking at the limb in bandaged, inevitably produced some sadness.

When I was discharged from hospital, my husband took me back to my home. I started practicing walking with crutches. It was really awkward at first. After taking a step on my right leg, my stump swung twice and I always forgot to stick out my crutches. Slowly, I can walk skillfully with two crutches. A month later, I went into the supermarket again and crossed the street again. But now I have a pair of crutches under my arm, and now I have a lot of gaze on my body...

Gradually, I adapted to my new body and returned to normal life. In my spare time, I began to surf the internet. I quickly found a product agent and opened an online shop on Taobao, which could increase my income by about 2,000 yuan a month.

In addition, I found a change, after amputation, my sexual desire increased significantly, but my husband often worked at night, rarely accompanied me, which made me very disturbed. Another thing that began to bother me was the convulsive pain in my stump from time to time. Sometimes it was tolerable. Sometimes it just drives me crazy! When I went to the local hospital for a check-up, the doctors couldn't say why. So, I went to the Affiliated Hospital of the Military Medical University for examination. The doctor told me that the reason was that the residual limbs were not handled properly during the operation. It might be that the broken bones were not repaired properly, or that the broken nerves could not be handled properly. To solve this problem, another operation was needed.

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Changes 1—The Metamorphosis of Two Women

Chapter 1 Traffic Accidents and Amputation

My name is Lili. I am 37 years old. I am a typical Guanzhong woman. Under the thick eyebrows, there are a pair of big black eyes, clear-cut face, high nose, small mouth, red lips. Short hair gives me a sense of competence. I am 6 feet tall and slightly chubby. I can be seen from the northwest of China at a glance.

In fact, I have the same childhood, adolescence and youth as most people. I have finished elementary school, junior and high school, and got a job as well. If it hadn't happened six years ago, maybe I would have spent my life in the same light as everyone else.

It was a cool summer day, with a rainbow hanging on the horizon after the rain, as if predicting future happiness. After work, I hurried to the supermarket to buy some food for dinner. Out of the supermarket, with big bags in my hands, I bowed my head and crossed the road that had crossed hundreds of times. Suddenly, a truck turned over from the right intersection, maybe the road was slippery after the rain. Instead of speeding past me like before, the turning truck hit me head-on. I couldn't respond and was run directly under the truck. I watched the food in my hands scatter on the road, the rear wheel of the truck run over my left leg, and a piece of white bone come out of my jeans... "Parking! Help! " I could have shouted. The truck stopped, and the driver jumped out of the cab, peoples came around. "Call 120," someone in the crowd shouted.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few minutes, maybe half an hour. I just sat on the ground and looked at my left leg. It was bending at an incredible angle and blood was pouring out of my trousers. I don't know why. I haven't felt any pain. It's numbness in my left leg. The ambulance came, and I was carried on a stretcher to the hospital in a loud noise.

In the hospital, the pain began to hit me, and the pain made me unable to hear the conversation between the doctors and nurses at all. Suddenly, a word got into my ear - "amputation", my leg will be amputated? Will I become disabled? Psychological shock accompanied by severe pain finally shocked me.

I woke up, quiet around, can only hear rhythmic dripping, I try to find out where I am. I began to remember, traffic accidents, hospitals, amputations... Amputation! I was amputated? Why does my leg still hurt? Doctors saved my leg? I opened my eyes and looked around. On the left was an operating bed, on which an elderly man lay quietly. On the right were two doctors, who were recording something and talking in a whisper. Later, I learned that this is the post-operative recovery room, where all patients who have just completed the operation should be observed for at least half an hour.

I want to touch my right leg. Just as my hand was raised, a doctor said, "Don't move. Be careful of the wound." I just lie there thinking like another patient.

"Lili's family, come and pick up the patient." A doctor opened the door and shouted out.

"Come on, come on." I heard a familiar voice. It was my husband. The doctor wheeled my bed out of the door. My husband and his two friends took it over. I saw my mother walking on my left side, looking at me with tearful eyes.

"Mom, it's all right." I whispered, "I don't feel much pain."

When I entered the ward, they gently moved me to the bed. When I uncovered the quilt, I looked at my right leg and saw a thick bandage wrapped around my thigh. There are no legs below. My left leg was amputated above the knee. Tears welled up in my eyes...

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My friend.