The nurse was taken aback by the intensity in Jarrodâs eyes.
Upon regaining her composure, the nurse responded with a hint of dissatisfaction, âSir, this is a hospital.
We donât joke about these matters.
The patient has advanced gastric cancer and is currently suffering from severe bleeding.
If youâre not eligible to sign the necessary documents, please contact the patientâs family immediately!â
Jarrodâs mind was suddenly ablaze with shock and disbelief.
He gripped the nurseâs wrist tightly with a nearly crushing force and, with quivering lips, he demanded, âWhat did you just say? Say that again!â
The nurse frowned and repeated, âThe patient has advanced gastric cancer.
Didnât you know that?â As she spoke, she tried to free her wrist from his firm and painful grip.
Clank! Jarrodâs black-gold walking stick, adorned with a dragon head, clattered to the floor.
Jarrod staggered backward, and his tall frame leaned against the wall for support, preventing himself from collapsing.
His mind reeled as if struck by bullets, and the pain rapidly seared through him.
Moreover, his body felt like it was on the brink of explosion.
Advanced gastric cancer? No, it couldnât be true! He mustâve misheard.
Nicole was devious.
How could she be ill and, worse, in critical condition?
The idea of Nicole being sick was absurd to him.
Didnât those evil people have long lives? In his mind, someone as vicious and scheming as Nicole should outlive even a turtle.
How could she be seriously ill?
Yet, Jarrodâs thoughts were interrupted by the nurseâs anxious voice.
She urged, âSir, the patient is in an extremely critical condition and could go into shock at any moment.
Every minute we delay increases the danger.
Are you her family or not?â
Inside Jarrodâs head, a voice repeatedly said that this couldnât be possible.
But his eyes couldnât deny the words on the surgery waiver form.
Deteriorating condition.
Life-threatening condition.
Critically ill notice.
It felt like an eternity passed before Jarrod managed to find his voice again.
And when he spoke, his words came out as if he were in a dream.
âShe⦠Iâll sign for her!â
âAre you her relative?â the nurse asked, adhering to hospital protocol.
âOnly spouses or immediate family members can sign according to the regulations.
â
âIâ¦â Jarrod moved his lips, struggling to form the words.
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âHer parents are in a coma.
I can be responsible for her.
â
Without a family memberâs signature, the hospital procedures would become exceedingly complex.
But the hospital would never deny someoneâs treatment.
During Nicoleâs operation, Jarrod anxiously waited outside.
His mind raced back to the time when the nurse said a patient with advanced gastric cancer would show signs of illness.
Jarrod strained his memory and tried to recall any instance where Nicole had shown signs of discomfort.
She did seem in pain sometimes during their intimate moments.
Yet, back then, the more painful she was, the more he wanted to torment her.
He remembered that after their s@xual intercourse, Nicole would often spend a long time in the bathroom.
But he hadnât thought much of it at the time.