Orphaned Without Refuge Chapter 12

When I woke up again, I found myself lying in the hospital.

Although my vision had returned, I couldn't move the right half of my body.

I didn't know if this was temporary or permanent.

As I was about to find a doctor to ask about my condition, I saw Clara hurrying in.

"Levi, why didn't you follow medical advice for treatment? With your condition this bad, how dare you just wander around outside?"

"Don't lecture me. I don't need your crocodile tears." I turned my head away, no longer looking at Clara.

"I've finalized your surgery plan with the doctor. We'll operate next week, so these next few days you better stay put in the hospital."

Hearing Clara making decisions about my condition without consultation, I resisted: "Don't interfere in my affairs. I have a book signing next week. I won't accept surgery."

"Can you distinguish priorities? Is a signing more important than your life!"

"Clara, I don't want to do that surgery with less than a thirty percent success rate. I don't want to die on the operating table, and I'm afraid of the possible post-operative complications." I calmly revealed my thoughts to Clara.

After hearing me, Clara looked at me in surprise: "So Levi, you don't want to live anymore?"

To my silence, Clara rushed over and grabbed my collar, saying emotionally: "You can't give up treatment. I don't agree!"

"Clara, I'm already like this. Can't you just let me go?" I responded wearily.

"There's still hope for life. Why give up? Levi, you once promised you'd always be with me. You can't leave me like my mother did."

Hearing Clara's words, I laughed softly: "Don't you find it ridiculous saying these things now? How did you treat me before? Now that you know I'm dying, you suddenly have a change of heart."

Clara didn't respond. She stared at me for a while, then left.

Later, after lying there for half a day, the right side of my body gradually regained movement.

Once I could get out of bed myself, I wanted to leave the hospital.

Because of everything before, I now felt disgusted by hospitals.

But just as I walked out of the room, I saw two bodyguards in black suits standing at the door.