When Mark heard this, he looked at his phone.
After some time, he smiled and said, âOkay.
â
Just then, the door was pushed open and a young doctor with blonde hair and blue eyes walked in.
âMr.
Evans, I want to talk to you about your condition,â he said to Mark.
Peter cursed the doctor in his mind.
Why did he choose to come at this particular time?
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Nevertheless, Peter watched as Mark took the report from the doctor and read it.
But all of a sudden, the originally happy smile on Markâs face froze.
Peterâs heart skipped a beat when he noticed this.
âWie have a new plan,â the young doctor said.
âBut the course of treatment will be longer.
It will take a year.
The process will be very painful, but the chance of success could be increased from five percent to thirty percent.
I just want to ask for your personal opinion, Mr.
Evans.
And of course, it will cost a lot of money.
â
Thirty percent chance to live?
âI agree,â Mark said without hesitation.
The young doctor then handed him a document and asked him to read and sign it.
Mark no Longer had any energy to read another document, so he asked Peter to read it for him.
Peter obeyed.
After reading it, he kept quiet.
The treatment was indeed aggressive and painful.
Any ordinary person would definitely give up, but Peter knew how much Mark wanted to live, so he said to his boss, âNo problem.
Iâll be there with you.
â
Mark then took the pen and signed the form.
After signing, he slowly put down the pen and said, âI hope we can return home this time next year for a much-needed family reunion.
â
He was hoping that he would still be alive by then.
Fourteen months soon came and went.
During spring, all things came back to life and the weather became warm again.
After Cecilia finished her work for the day, she drove back home.
The only thing on her mind was Olivia.
The 14-month-old baby hadnât been completely weaned yet.
When she got home, she stepped down from the car with a bag of baguettes in her hand as usual.