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Chapter 887 I Want to Give Up
Jolene didn't end up kneeling until the morning. She was so tired at night that she had
dozed off. She thought that James would scold her harshly in the morning. However, when
she woke up, he had left the villa, and she had a blanket around her shoulders.
She looked at the blanket, smiling.
Jenny had no idea about what had happened between James and Jolene. After her meal
with him yesterday, she had no other intentions of interfering. It was between them, after
all. Although Jenny didn't like Jolene, she couldn't break them up on purpose.
She didn't want to care about it any longer, opting to let things unfold naturally.
She went to the hospital to work. It was just like any regular hospital day but with different
patients.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSometimes, when Jenny looked at them, she'd wonder if she could save more people if she
were stronger.
"Doctor." A tiny voice interrupted her thoughts.
Jenny looked down, seeing a young girl. Her mother was currently under Jenny's care.
She bent over and patted the girl on the head. ’What's up?"
"My mommy told me to get you.”
Jenny nodded and followed the girl to the ward.
"Dr. Walter, you're here." The girl's mother looked fatigued. She waved at the girl, and she
ran to her side.
Jenny walked over, asking, ’How are you feeling today? After a couple more rounds of
treatments, you'll be able to have the surgery."
Neurosurgeons most often encountered brain tumors. Before studying medicine, Jenny
had not even met someone with a brain tumor. But after studying medicine, she realized
there were so many of them.
"Dr. Walter, I..." She hesitated while speaking. Jenny thought that it was weird.
She frowned, taking a guess. "Do you want to give up?"
The woman nodded, her eyes turning red. "I can't use up the household's savings for
myself. I have to leave something behind for Amy."
Jenny often ran into these incidents. Back then, she wouldn't urge them to hang on, but
when she saw the young girl and thought of her mother's condition, she said, "You don't
really have a serious condition. If you go through the operation, it will be removed
completely.” After a pause, she added, "Having money left behind for Amy is not the same
as watching her grow up."
If her memory was to be trusted, Amy's father was not very responsible. Since his wife's
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmadmission, he had only come to see her a few times, each visit filled with complaints.
"I know what you mean, but..." The woman couldn't help crying. "But what if it doesn't
work? And what if it comes back?"
She had fallen into despair ever since getting the tumor. She wouldn't have wanted the
treatment if it weren't for her daughter.
Yesterday, her husband visited. She thought that his words made sense. He wasn't much
of a character, but he was still Amy's father. He wouldn't abandon her. If she left behind
some money, Amy would have a better life.
It was because of these thoughts that she wanted to give up.
"You have a really high chance of survival." "Thank you, Dr. Walter, but my decision has
been made. Please, help me arrange the procedures for discharge," she said, her gaze
determined. It seemed like she had taken days to come to that decision.
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