Chapter 30
Initially, I had hoped for a cure, so I went along with the treatment. Now, I didn’t have any hope or the drive anymore.
Every time I got my hopes up, all I got back was disappointment. To me, if there was no hope, there would be no room for disappointment.
George gave me a surprised look and asked gently, “Samuel, tell me why you don’t want to treat your disease?”
I replied, “There’s no cure, so I don’t want to let myself down.”
George fell silent for a moment and smiled at me before he said, “If you don’t give it a try, how would you know there’s no hope?”
I lowered my head and didn’t respond to him.
George advised, “Give it a try. This is the latest treatment option, and it definitely wouldn’t have any problems.”
I took a deep breath and stared at George. Then, I asked, “Tell me the truth. Am I a test subject for this treatment?”
Upon hearing that, George didn’t say anything.
I chuckled and shook my head. “I knew it!”
Being a test subject meant that I was part of an experiment to see if the treatment worked.
* After all, my disease was the first of its kind in the world.
I knew that removing my spleen wouldn’t guarantee a cure. George only said what he said to
comfort me.
George seemed to know what I was thinking. He smiled and said, “No matter what, don’t lose your hope to live. The crabapple blossoms will bloom in Woodsprise next year. Didn’t you say you wanted to go see them?”
When I heard the name of Woodsprise, it brought my thoughts back to the past.
Back then, I was someone who had hope for the future. Abigail hadn’t gone bankrupt yet, and I didn’t leave here.
We once promised that when the crabapple blossoms bloomed in Woodsprise, we would meet
-up.
It seemed like I had to stay strong in order to fulfill that wish.
“Alright. I’ll agree to this surgery.”
Although the surgery success rate wasn’t 100 percent, George was very confident about it.
Since the surgery involved risks, the hospital required a family member’s consent and they must be present.
So, I tried to ask George, “Could you sign for me?”
George shook his head and smiled bitterly. Then, he said, “I can’t. The hospital has rules, and as a doctor, I can’t do that.”
I hesitated and asked again, “What about Sophia?”
George sighed and explained helplessly, “The hospital has a rule that a family member must accompany you. Sophia isn’t your family, so…‘
I didn’t say anything anymore. It seemed like I had to reach out to Abigail.
However, she didn’t believe that I was sick at all. It was impossible to get her consent.
While I was hesitating, Sophia came.
Looking anxious, she found the lead surgeon and said, “I can sign on behalf of his family. Please make an exception.”
The lead surgeon adjusted his glasses and asked Sophia with confusion, “What’s going on?”
Sophia smiled bitterly and said, “His parents are dead, and he and his wife are in the midst of getting a divorce, so it might be a bit difficult to get her to come and get her consent.”
After seeing Sophia’s sincerity, the lead surgeon pondered momentarily before he finally agreed.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and I felt a bit more at ease than before.
I promised Sophia that I would treat her to a meal after my surgery as a way to repay her.
