Chapter 1 Do you still want to live or not

"Do you still want to live or not?"

Shelby King's heart thumped a bit, lowered her eyes and pressed the cotton ball, laughing in pale: "Why are you making a big deal about it? Just a fever, though."

"Shelby, are you aware of the severity of leukemia or not?"

The elegant face of the diagnostician, was full of chill, forcing his anger: "Now even the common cold virus can kill you!"

He wrote the diagnosis in a flowing script with an expressionless face: "I don't care what kind of star you are, call your agent immediately for hospitalization."

"Senior."

The physician's pen twisted suddenly and redundant strokes appeared.

Shelby's white eyes obstinately looked at Jonathan Smith with a weak plea, "I owe you a favor."

Jonathan pinched his brows with a little obscure under his eyes.

After a while, he compromised, "It's fine not to be hospitalized, but come here to check up regularly, and avoid excessive exercise during the day, don't bleed and leave wounds on your body, and....."

He suddenly paused and looked at her, "Did you take your medicine on time?"

"Yes, I did." She kept the pills in another medicine bottle for fear of being found out.

Jonathan's brows locked lightly, his eyes were still showing disapproving: "If the fever comes back, you must be hospitalized!"

Shelby obediently nodded, her fingers slightly clenched, "Senior, how much time do I have if I don't find the bone marrow?"

Jonathan's face swiftly changed, just about to speak, Shelby looked at him with bitterness in her eyes and a struggle: "I want to hear the truth."

"...Less than a year."

Was that all the time she had left?

Shelby froze, and the place near her heart faintly ached.

Jackson Johnson .......

Jonathan's brows furrowed, not wanting to let Shelby lose her hope, soothing her: "I am here with you, I will definitely cure you."

Shelby bit her lips tightly and raised her eyes, "Senior, if I get pregnant, what are the chances of a successful delivery?"

"Are you crazy?"

Jonathan's face suddenly sank.

"In your current condition, pregnancy will speed up the deterioration of your condition! You probably won't even last six months!"

Shelby smiled bitterly in her heart, but she wanted a child.

A child of hers and Jackson's.

But .........

Shelby left the clinic in a daze. She wondered if her fever was too heavy, she saw Jackson in a trance.

He snuggled up a beauty tightly in his arms, with a look of tenderness she had never seen before.

And the woman in his arms, full of shyness, was the hit star Zoey Wilson!

Turn out all the photos taken online were real!

Shelby was feeling breathless and there were almost tears coming into her dry red eyes.

No wonder he hadn't come home for days on end. It turned out that he was tired of her.

Shelby's felt bitter in her mouth, but the next second she seemed to see Jackson glancing this way.

Afraid of being discovered by the man, she hurriedly turned around, only to accidentally hit the nursing cart that the nurse had pushed, letting out a 'thud'.

She blanched in pain.

The nurse was startled, just as she was inquiring, a white shadow hurriedly swept past and nervously asked Shelby, "How is it? Any injuries on your skin?"

Then he yelled at the nurse, "What were you doing without even noticing if there's anyone in front of you?"

The nurse didn't expect that Doctor Smith, who had always been mild-mannered, would actually throw a fit and ran away with red eyes on the spot.

A cold sweat seeped from the corner of Shelby's forehead as she held back the pain and said, "Doctor Smith, I'm fine."

Jonathan frowned and directly squatted down to examine her legs.

He had just reached out when someone pushed him away.

Jonathan was slightly annoyed and when he looked up, he found that it was a handsome, cold man.