"I've seen many doctors, both Chinese and Western, at home and abroad."
Serena Sullivan said calmly, as if she were discussing something that happened to someone else with Mr. Sterling, who at this moment, in her eyes, was nothing more than a stranger.
"Gradually, the fire within my heart extinguished."
One climbs out of despair and sees hope, feeling overjoyed, only to be quickly defeated by reality and fate.
"One day, after a doctor examined me thoroughly, he told me there's a blood clot in my brain. Its location is too peculiar, and if it isn't removed through craniotomy, I won't live for much longer."
"I thought, hurry up with the surgery; once it's done, I can continue treating my leg. Someday, I'll stand up again, won't I?"
The imagination is always beautiful!
However, the doctor told her the surgery success rate was only three percent.
If the surgery fails, she'll fall into indefinite coma.
