Chapter 100: The Perfect Match
At Meta Doctors Hospital
"This can’t continue like this, Rock! I swear, you’ll be the death of me first!" Dr. Lambert snapped, his frustration evident. He turned to Ben, who was standing nearby, and demanded, "Can’t you do something to rein in this stubborn old man?"
Ben merely shrugged, while Rock chuckled, clearly unfazed. "Oh, come on, you’re overreacting," Rock said lightly. "I’m here, getting the treatment like you recommended. You even said I have at least twelve to fifteen months, as long as I stick to the plan. That’s exactly what I’m doing."
The room fell into a heavy silence, the tension palpable. Rock glanced at both men before grinning. "Who knows? Maybe I’ll be one of those 8 to 12 percent who could live past two years. And if I’m really lucky, I’ll be in the five percent who make it to five years."
"This is not a joke, Rock!" Lambert grumbled, exasperated.
Rock’s grin faded as his expression became more serious. "What do you want me to do? Fall apart here and now?"
Both Ben and Lambert sighed in unison, clearly worn down. "Xander is starting to get suspicious," Ben said. "He’s already sent people to look into your real condition."
Rock’s eyes lit up with amusement. "That boy of mine has always been sharp. Let’s see if he can break through the wall I’ve built around this."
Lambert threw his hands up in frustration. "I give up on you! We’re done for the day—go home!" he barked before storming out of the room.