Classic Novel
Chapter 170 Sadness
Chapter 170 Sadness
Chapter 170 Sadness
Natalie's smile froze, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on the bowl.
Seeing there was no more food, the carp scattered away.
The winter sun was shining, but Natalie felt a chill down her spine.
Kendrick hung up the phone, raised his eyes, and seriously said, "Susan may soon die."
The call was from his cousin Alin in Audale.
The tumor in Susan's brain deteriorated. One of her eyes had gone blind, and she was in a coma. The
doctor had partially removed it but could not completely get rid of it.
Natalie had never expected her condition to deteriorate so badly within one month. Not long ago,
Susan had praised her with a kind smile.
When she bitterly looked at Kendrick, his gaze had drifted to the distance. Although he was in the
winter morning sun, a shadow had enveloped him.
Susan treated him well. She had settled down in Audale ten years ago but had never stopped caring
about him. She had asked about his physical condition to study when he had been young. And after he
had entered the company, she had also helped him a lot.
She had given him kindness and affection that few people had given him.
When facing a beloved one's death, few people could remain detached.
"Has the doctor given a diagnosis?" Natalie asked.
"Yeah," Kendrick flatly replied.
The world's top neurologists had gathered for Susan's consultation and finally announced the result.
Kendrick calmly said, "It's cold outside. Let's go in! We must keep the matter secret until Susan wakes
up!"
"OK!"
Susan held a lot of shares in Ramsey Group. Her condition's sudden deterioration would attract a lot of
attention and disturb her recuperation.
The media had been extremely interested in the heir of the Ramsey Group in recent years, wondering
to whom Seth would hand over his huge empire.
His eldest son Dereon was conservative and mediocre. His favorite youngest son Melvin had a lot of
scandals. Would he choose his grandson Kendrick?
The dust would not settle until Seth died, and variables would appear at any time.
--
When Kendrick went to the study to have the morning meeting with Seth, Natalie called Owen and told
him about Susan's condition.
They had long talked about her illness. Susan's attending physician was Owen's school friend
specializing in brain nerves, so he knew some inside information.
Owen said, "The tumor has spread, although they have removed part of it. They can only rely on
chemotherapy and specific drugs to maintain her life for at most half a month."
After a silence, Natalie asked, "Can you help me contact Susan's attending physician?"
Owen guessed what she wanted to do and said in disbelief, "Natalie, it is a case of cranial neurology."
He had not expected her to know it.
They did not hide from each other on academic issues. Moreover, if Owen
helped her, things would be more convenient.
Hearing her plan to go to Audale, Owen thought she was crazy.
Natalie pursed her lips and said, "Trust me! I can deal with all diseases related to neurology."
Owen said in a rare loud voice, "It's not a question of trust! Your health condition does not allow you to
conduct complicated surgery! You must not work on the operating table for the next half a year."
Even small operations such as removing an appendix must be forbidden!
"But Susan can live for half a year at most!"
Owen was speechless.
Then, he asked with a frown, "What did Kendrick say? Did you tell him about your condition?"
"He doesn't know!"
She would never tell Kendrick about her physical condition. She had even fobbed him off without
clarifying what she had done in the operating room that day.
Owen fell silent again.
He felt like talking to a fool, and he had never seen such a fool before. He had thought Natalie would
make it clear to Kendrick by herself later, so he had beaten around the bush without giving him any
useful information when Kendrick had asked about it.
He did not know how they communicated but knew Natalie must have a secret she did not want to tell
anyone.
Owen refused, "I won't help you with this matter because I can't find a reason to convince myself."
Then, he added, "The world's top neurologists have made a diagnosis. I am sorry for Susan."
"Owen!" Natalie was afraid that he would hang up the phone, so she hurriedly said, "Susan is
Kendrick's great-aunt. She treats him well and loves him very much. The bad news today blew him
hard. He has not spoken or eaten until now."
Owen suppressed his depression, thinking it was because of Kendrick again.
She did not want him to be said, so she continued to put pressure on herself regardless of her health
condition.
Natalie slowly added, "I can save her! Even if I can prolong her life for only a few years, it will be worth
a try, right?"
Owen calmly asked, "Natalie, have you ever thought about your life?"
She replied, "It's not as serious as you think. I'm alive and kicking! Don't curse me!"
Owen tightly pursed his lips and said, "Even if there is nothing wrong now, you don't know what will
happen in the future! If your condition deteriorates, you can no longer conduct operations. Your talent
will be wasted, and your hard work will be in vain. You are willing to sacrifice for him now. But if..."
If he no longer loved her in the future, her sacrifice would become a joke.
Owen swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue. He did not think it was worth it but knew doctors'
natural mission. They must save lives and heal the wounded. And their profession required them to be
ready for self-sacrifice at any time.
He felt he was small-minded.
Natalie solemnly said, "I will never regret my choice!"
--
Owen wondered why he must help her cover it up again. Was he a tool?
Soon, he realized he was indeed a tool. Natalie had known she could not show up in person from the
very beginning, so she had fooled him with tricks and asked him to help her!
But he couldn't help sending an email to his friend to ask about Susan's condition, feeling he had fallen
within Natalie's orbit.
When she accompanied Kendrick to the hospital for follow-up medical examinations, Owen handed her
a stack of documents and said, "This is Susan's specific condition. Brain nerves are not my specialty, Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.
so I can't help."
"Thanks!"
She looked better today and was wearing light makeup. The worry in her eyes had disappeared. When
arriving with Kendrick this morning, she kept talking to him to cheer him up.
Owen turned around, picked up a box from the table, and handed it to her, saying, "Here you are!"