The Year I Stopped Being His novel Chapter 1

"This year, the recipient of the Nobel Prize in Medicine is..."

The live broadcast of the Nobel Prize announcement echoed simultaneously across giant mall screens, subway billboards, and living room televisions throughout the United States.

It was the highest honor in the medical field, drawing the entire world's attention.

Viewers held their breath as the presenter announced in a thrilling, solemn voice, "The young medical professor from the United States, Garrison Foster."

Cheers erupted.

The streets and alleys of the country were instantly engulfed in a wave of celebration.

"Garrison Foster? Is that the doctor from Capital Red Cross Hospital? I saw an article about him. He's only thirty years old. What an incredible achievement!"

"He's the sole heir of the Foster family, too. Look at his photo on the screen. He is absolutely gorgeous."

"His looks are the least impressive thing about him. He's a pioneer in targeted cancer treatments."

"A cure for cancer? That's unbelievable. It's a miracle for humanity."

Excited discussions rippled through households everywhere.

On the screen, the presenter continued with deep admiration.

"Professor Foster is awarded this year's Nobel Prize for his discovery of a specific cancer-phagocytosing fungus. His research has achieved precise, targeted anti-cancer effects without damaging normal cells. By cracking the core mechanism and extraction technology, he has paved a completely new path for the development of miracle cancer drugs, bringing hope to patients worldwide and demonstrating a monumental breakthrough in medical research."

Meanwhile, in the quiet corridor of a private hospital in the United States...

"Ms. Taylor, you can go in now," a nurse said politely, looking up from her clipboard.

Sloane Taylor exited the live stream on her phone, a faint, proud smile lingering on her lips. She pressed a hand to her chest, steadying her breathing before standing up. "Thank you."

This was a prestigious private facility in the capital, far removed from the Capital Red Cross Hospital where her husband, Garrison, worked.

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