Daddy the Miracle Medic

“Daddy, it hurts! I’m dying…”

“I’m not receiving the treatment, okay?”

“I don’t want to feel hurt like this anymore. I don’t want you to spend money on me anymore.”

“Can you take me home? I want to go home… really want to go home…”

Inside the ICU ward, a tiny b*dy lay there. The once delicate and lovely little face was as pale as paper, but blood kept flowing from the mouth and nose, with spots of bleeding all over the b*dy!!

A small hand, using all its strength, grabbed Lachlan Willis’s hand with big eyes full of pain and reluctance to leave her father!

Lachlan’s eyes were red, and he felt like his heart was being pricked by a needle. The pain was ten thousand times worse than the knife wound on his left kidney.

“Nora, be good. I will definitely find a way to cure you. When you get better, I will take you home and make fried chicken wings for you, okay?”

Lachlan held the little hand and choked back tears as he spoke.

“You’re lying. I know I cannot be cured. Save the money. When I die, you still need to live.”

“Daddy, please don’t spend any more money on me…”

As he spoke, the little one struggled to lift her small head and took off a dragon-shaped jade pendant from around her n*eck.

“This jade pendant is useless for me to wear. I let you wear it and let it bless you!”

This jade pendant was a relic left by Lachlan’s father. It was said to be an heirloom passed down from generation to generation in the Willis family and had the ability to ward off illness and avoid misfortune.

After Nora fell ill, Lachlan put the jade pendant on the little one, hoping to bless her.

But now, it seemed like all the efforts to ward off illness and misfortune were just wishful thinking! Hearing these words, Lachlan felt his heart being sliced with a knife.

He tightly held onto the jade pendant that still carried Nora’s warmth, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. Nora was only five years old but so mature for her age. The more responsible she became, the more it tore at Lachlan’s heartstrings!

It felt like there was a lump in his chest that he couldn’t cough up, driving him crazy! His daughter followed her useless father and never got to enjoy the joys of this world – was she going to leave them? No! No way! Even if he had to risk his life and reputation, he would make sure his daughter continued living.

treatment? If we use special medication for your daughter’s condition, then perhaps she can hold on for a few more days. Maybe we’ll

onto Jason’s arm and pleaded desperately, “Dr. Saunders, please continue treating my daughter with special medication! I beg

treatment,”

I’ll go gather

me medicine for my daughter!” Lachlan

begging you!” he continued, rushing out of the hospital

nurses whispered and

give him medicine

that guy just sold one of his kidneys to pay for his daughter’s

but without money,

this moment, Lachlan rushed out of the hospital like a crazy person but

Money! Money! Money!

was Nora’s only

could he

had already borrowed all that he possibly could in order to raise funds quickly

this point, all he could do was try to plead with her – even if it meant

to Nora’s life, what did his

“Who is this?”

the phone, a sweet and

“It’s me, Lachlan.”

you calling me? We’ve been divorced for ages!” The coquettish tone from earlier disappeared

a few hundred thousand dollars annually.

even gave birth to their daughter Nora. However, everything changed when Nora was

his business before selling it off completely. He went from

on hard times

improperly outside, and even before getting a divorce, she got involved with a wealthy second-generation individual, plotting her own

child in a month, as if she had escaped the plague! If it weren’t

can you…lend me some money?” Lachlan

end up like this? I must have been blind to marry you in the first place. Thank goodness

Who

heart sank. “Nora is about

can’t pay for medical expenses,

account

definitely pay it back to you! Definitely!” Lachlan said

silence on the other end of the

Leukemia can’t be cured; it’s just an endless pit. Forget about it…”