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Chapter 22: Authorization
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Although my father normally detested me and viewed me as his lifelong shame, his anger and grief towards my aunt were genuine.
I frowned deeply, unwilling to fight with my father in front of my sickly aunt. At this moment, I felt my aunt’s hand lightly shake mine. I hastily looked at her, only to see her gently smiling at me.
“Auntie, why didn’t you do chemotherapy?” Tears welled up in my eyes again. She was hiding the news of the cancer from me and refusing chemotherapy. I really didn’t understand her choice.
My aunt gently shook her head. She only had enough strength to form a few words with her lips, so I used lip reading to understand what she was trying to say.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhat my aunt said was, “Chemotherapy is too painful. I am afraid of the pain. Forget it, Luna. Don’t blame me.”
The moment I understood what my aunt wanted to say, my tears fell.
Indeed, when my aunt was young, she was a beautiful lady. She definitely could not accept the pain of chemotherapy during cancer treatment, nor could she accept the fact that she will age and become uglier due to chemotherapy.
That was why she’d chosen a more conservative treatment, choosing a beautiful and decent way to die.
However, chemotherapy is not my only treatment method!
Seeing my tears, my aunt squeezed my hand and said reluctantly, “If possible, I don’t want to die. I want to see your children grow up…”
At the end of her speech, my aunt’s aura was getting weaker. I knew that I couldn’t delay any longer!
I got up abruptly, glanced at my aunt on the bed, and resolutely rushed out.
We quickly found the operating theater. I grabbed an attending physician who was about to leave and said firmly, “Prepare a surgery immediately. I want to use your operating room temporarily.”
The doctor looked at me in surprise and adjusted his glasses. He seemed to treat me like I was crazy. “Miss, don’t joke around. Do you think we’re playing house?”
“I am the chief physician with international certification! I have the authority to requisition all of your medical facilities!” I quickly took out the identification card from my pocket and showed it to him.
“Chief physician… Are you the ghost doctor?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe doctor glanced at my identity card, and a surprised expression appeared on his face. Thereafter, he quickly changed his tone and solemnly replied, “We will definitely cooperate with your surgery!”
The surgery environment was settled, the other important item was my golden needles!
My set of golden needles was my main tool in treating patients with traditional chinese medicine. The set of golden needles was superb. If Western medical technology couldn’t save my aunt, then the acupuncture of traditional chinese medicine might be my last hope!
I searched my body and remembered that I left the gold needles in the car. I hurried back to the parking lot to get it.
On the other side, Shana and Vela couldn’t help but gloat when they saw Luna running out of the ward.
They were in a very good mood when they saw how sad Luna was!
In reality, Shana and her daughter did not care about her aunt Parsi’ life at all. They rushed to the hospital to see Parsi for the last time only because of her father’s concern for Parsi. It allowed them to show how kind they were and how much they valued kinship.
As soon as Luna left, Vela deliberately said in a strangled voice, “Luna is such a heartless child! She only cared about herself and ran out. How cold-blooded!”
“That’s right! To think that Aunt Parsi dotes on her so much. It’s a pity that she’s an ingrate!” Shana chimed in.. Seeing her father’s expression turn darker, she could not help but laugh inwardly.