Son Chaeyoung, a tyrant and philander woman hold the reputation for so long. Not caring for others nor anyone, a remorseless human being. She lives her life the way she wants. No one could alter that and change her desire to stayed the same.
Myoui M...
[Intracranial hematomas is a blood clot that forms deep within the brain tissue itself. It was largely undetected up until now. From the CT scan and MRI, the hematomas are more severe and large than what we expected, hence an open surgery will be necessary.]
I felt myself in the grip of silent panic the more the doctor elaborate. My grip tightened around the handset of my desk phone. Why so suddenly? She looked just fine the last time I saw her, except the tremendous wire attached to her body as she was on a ventilator and feeding tube indefinitely. She was still could open her eyes and gave respond.
"How serious is her condition? She'll be fine right?" I asked. Drumming my relentless fingers, like hail on a glass panel, it was loud and clear. I was nervous, anxious or rather scared, I cannot lose her.
[What we know that is her blood clot can be removed through the surgery. And there might be complications after or during the procedure. Most intracerebral hematomas develop rapidly. Large hematomas press on the brain and may cause swelling and herniation of the brain. Herniation may cause paralysis on one or both sides of the body, breathing difficulties, slowing of the heart, and even death. We already know that the patient is in a comatose, minimally conscious state which decreases the survival rate]
"How much the surgery cost?" My voice hesitated. I broke into sweat by the doctor's last sentence, I might lose her. I know it was crucial to do the surgery and there must be a payment. Never have I ever thought of her as a burden. Never. All my life was devoted to her. Her well being, her pain was also mine.
[Precisely, USD 25,631. There will be also additional costs after the surgery. We know your circumstances Miss Myoui and our hospital could only cover 30% of the payment]
Each click of my nails on the table echoed the tumultuous thudding of my heartbeat. Hearing that, my face rigid with tension, belied my youthfulness, I seemed to have aged a decade in the past few hours. Twenty-six thousand dollars. Where could I find such a large amount of money?
[Miss Myoui?]
"Yes, umm" I swallowed hard and clear my throat. In times like this, I should think positively. There must be a way out. "When will the surgery performed?"
[As soon as possible.]
I sighed, staring at her framed picture on my desk. She looked so happy, so cheerful back then. I had never seen that smiles on her for years. I wonder if things will ever go back to normal. I closed my eyes and exhaled slowly "Could you give me some time?" I pleaded.
[Yes, but I need to remind you that as times go by the severity will increase, fast treatment is essential. If you agree, we will need to discuss the surgical procedure and risk.]
"I'll have the money. Please just continue monitoring her. I'll visit her this evening. Thank you, doctor" I smiled behind the handset although the neurologist couldn't see me. I rubbed my face before burying it in my palm. The phone beeping sound was still lingering the empty office as I was still preoccupied with my newfound concern. She must undergo the operation. She must, no matter what. But how? I still had medical debt collections.
As soon as I heard a click and clang sound against the tiled floor, I automatically lifted my head and watched as Miss Son walked into the office. She stared at me while putting her hands on her Land Rover suit. Her favorite business suit.
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