Chapter 27 - Need time
"Get me the discharge papers," Muchen calmly gazed up at him.
Shao, who was in the middle of making the next schedule for the surgery, paused. "What do you mean? He said you have a tumor?!"
"I don’t care," Muchen shot up. "Get the discharge papers. Now."
"Chen!" Shao gazed down at him. "This is not a game. You are sick. You need surgery!"
"I don’t feel sick now! Let’s just get home, okay... g-give me time to process this. I don’t want to jump into any kind of surgery. Just give me time to think." Muchen massaged his aching head.
Shao froze. He had never seen his friend so vulnerable before. But knowing that he was sick, he simply wanted to urge him to get treated. "I..."
"Please." Muchen looked up at him with a tired smile.
"Fine. I’ll talk to the doctors if it’s possible to reschedule your appointment," he walked out of the ward.
Muchen plopped back on the hospital bed, gazing at the white ceiling dazedly. A tumor... I have a tumor... He touched his stomach. That explained all the butterfly-like tingling feelings he got. That also explained his headaches.
So many things made sense now.
He closed his eyes silently, not thinking about it.