Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 734

Chapter 734 The Professor

It took almost two hours for James to come out of the operating room. Benjamin walked up quickly and asked anxiously, “How’s my wife, Dr. James?”

“I’ll be frank with you, Mr. Hutton. Mrs. Hutton’s condition is not particularly good, and the brain tumor is deteriorating much faster than we thought. At this rate, I’m afraid she’ll reach the last stage soon. I think it’s best that you prepare yourself,” said James with a serious expression.

Benjamin felt his hands and feet become cold in an instant. “James, is there no other way? You promised me that you would save my mother. Have you forgotten about that?” Amelia asked with a frown.

James said apologetically, “Amelia, I’ve tried my best to come up with a plan to operate on your mother, but I’m really sorry. I don’t have any options now. I’ve tried my best to contact my mentor. As long as there is news from his side, I will fly him to Chanaea at once. If my mentor and I join forces, there may be a way.”

Amelia nodded in despair.

Eleanor was pushed into the ward. James followed in and checked on her again. Then, he asked Benjamin to take good care of her before shooting Amelia a look.

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Amelia said, “I’m going out for a while, Mr. Hutton. Please take care of Mom.”

Benjamin nodded.

Amelia followed James out, and the two of them went to James’ office.

“What is it, James? Is there something wrong with my mom?” Amelia froze, and there was an imperceptible nervousness in her voice.

James looked at her and pondered for a moment. “Let me be honest with you, Amelia. If there is no cure for your mother, she will only be able to live for half a year at most. Of course, this is the worst outcome. But your mother’s lifespan may also be extended indefinitely because of her active treatment, so this is really hard to say.”

Amelia’s hands slowly clenched into fists as she bit her lip.

“James, I have always believed in your medical skills. I don’t think you should have told me this.”

James flashed her a bitter smile and spread his hands. “Amelia, I’m just a doctor, not a god. I can’t do anything about incurable diseases.”

“Back then, you were able to pull me back from the gates of hell, so you should be able to do the same to my mother, right?” Amelia asked expectantly.

James avoided her eyes and said in disappointment, “I’m sorry.”

As if she was drained of all her strength, Amelia sighed deeply and said, “Is there really no other way? She was still healthy just half a year ago. She shouldn’t have gotten a malignant brain tumor. She’s such a good person, and she has never done anything bad in her life. Why is God so cruel to her?”

James couldn’t bear it. He thought for a while and comforted her, “Hold yourself together, Amelia. Life and death are beyond our control, and what I just said is the worst possible outcome. Medical technology is very advanced now, so there will be a solution.” Everyone knew that as long as malignant brain tumors reached the middle and late stages, the chance of being cured was really slim. Just like leukemia, although there were successful cases, they were really few.

Amelia raised her hand to wipe away the tears that had fallen unintentionally. “Thank you for the hard work, James.” After saying that, she turned around and walked out.

As she went back into the ward, she heard Benjamin talking to Eleanor in a gentle voice.

“Eleanor, I’ve agreed to let you go back to Tayhaven with Amelia. So, can you wake up and talk to me now?”

Of course, Eleanor, who was on the bed, did not answer.

Benjamin continued, “I was wrong, Eleanor. I made you sad for more than twenty years. But as long as you wake up, I can promise you anything, even if it means acknowledging Amelia Winters as my daughter.”

Eleanor remained silent.

While Benjamin was still mumbling, Amelia gave him a complicated look, then turned around and silently walked out of the ward.

As soon as she got out of the ward, she saw Oscar striding toward her. The sourness she had suppressed rose from within her again.

Oscar walked up to her and looked into her red eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Oscar asked softly.

Amelia wrapped her arms around his waist and said in a child-like voice, “I’m just a little tired.” She was exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Oscar took her to the bench and sat down. He gently stroked her hair and asked, “Tell me, why are you unhappy?”

Amelia shook her head. “I’m not unhappy. I just feel that I’m a little useless. Even if I’m rich, I can’t do anything when my loved ones are sick.”

“Did something happen to Mom again?”

“James said the worst possible outcome for her is that she could only live for six months at most.”

“You said it was the worst outcome, no? A person’s will to survive is much stronger than what is medically determined. I believe that Mom will be strong enough to continue living for you.”