Chapter: 863
Susanna's hand froze, and she looked up at Norah, her eyes wide with astonishment.
"What? Why can you perform the surgery? You told me I would recover soon, didn't you?" Susanna asked Norah, her voice trembling with anxiety.
Setting down his fork with a sigh, Sean looked at Norah. “Norah, Susanna and I are both here now. Just tell us the truth about her treatment."
Gil had already discussed Susanna's treatment plan with Sean, but he hadn't yet informed Susanna. Coincidentally, Norah brought it up.
Norah unraveled the details of Susanna's treatment plan patiently.
"Susanna is truly fortunate," she emphasized, her eyes alight with optimism. “Even in the event of a relapse, the accompanying symptoms will be mild. As long as she can endure this period of treatment, she will be completely healthy."
Susanna bowed her head; she found herself unable to muster a response, her mood weighing heavily upon her.
Her mind was a tumultuous storm, thoughts crashing into each other relentlessly. Her vision blurred as tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill over. With sheer determination, she fought to hold them back, her willpower waging a silent battle against the overwhelming emotions.
It dawned on Susanna that Norah's medical expertise had misled her into believing that leukemia was easily curable. However, she had overlooked the crucial fact that the treatment hinged on the patient's pre-existing medical conditions.
Susanna's eyes were tinged with red, yet she didn't wish to burden Sean and Norah with her worries. With a determined resolve, she lowered her head and gently bit her lip, steeling herself for what felt like an eternity before she finally whispered, "Okay."
Her voice trembled, its tone subdued and tinged with uncertainty.
Norah moved closer to Susanna, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. “Are you crying? Afraid?"
Her voice carried a softness and warmth as she spoke to Susanna with concern.
Susanna turned her head away defiantly. "No," she replied firmly, her voice carrying a hint of resistance.
Susanna had already researched leukemia treatments extensively on the internet. How could she forget about them?
Susanna hesitated to share her thoughts with Norah, fearing that her ideas might be seen as unrealistic.
Norah's smile radiated warmth as she spoke. "You are the bravest girl," she affirmed gently. "You've already been through treatment once. If it happens again, you can handle it with ease, can't you?"
Norah's tone was as gentle as a comforting lullaby, reminiscent of a parent cheering up a child. To Susanna, who was receptive and obedient like a well-taught child, this kind of encouraging support was incredibly valuable.
With her eyes tinted red, Susanna turned to gaze at Norah.
“Yes, I can do it," Susanna affirmed with determination.
“Besides, I'm here with you. Sean and I will always be by your side,"
Norah reassured with a comforting smile.
"Yes, with you by my side, I'm not afraid,"
Susanna declared firmly, her words serving as a self-encouragement.