The Love that Never Really Dies

Dr. Moore simply stared at Sasha without a word.

It was only after she managed to calm her emotions did he open his mouth. “I won’t let you die.”

Sasha was rendered speechless.

You won’t let me die? What a peculiar reply. Of course, a patient like me will be happy to hear this kind of answer. But that’s hardly what a professional doctor should say.

In her own experience, on the first day as a doctor, there was one crucial thing that the hospital would tell them. That was not to promise anything to the patients, especially when it came to matters of survival.

Does the culture differ according to the region? Do all the doctors here talk like this?

Sasha was stunned momentarily that she did not even realize when Dr. Moore left the ward.

However, it was precisely because of the doctor’s assuring words that she was able to get some good sleep that night. But when it got to around midnight, she felt a sudden pain in her blood vessels.

“Mmmm…”

She gripped her bedsheet tightly while moaning in agony.

What’s wrong with her?

Hearing her moan, a tall figure who had been lying on the couch jumped up and hurried to her side.

“What’s wrong? Do you feel uncomfortable?”

“It hurts…”

Sasha’s consciousness was blurry, to begin with. Coupled that with the dizziness and excruciating pain she was experiencing, she couldn’t care less when there was a sudden voice sounded beside her nor could she recognize it.

reply and immediately pressed the emergency button at the head of the bed. Right after

the doctor. He’ll be

warm arms were wrapped around her body

was in

body

scene that she had long

any nearer!

old house while a huge black dog was chasing her

girl

at that moment, a boy dressed in a white shirt that was around ten showed up to her rescue. He picked up a shovel from the ground and charged at the dog without

Woof…

whimper, the dog

to the ground as well and

his hand toward her. “Come on. Get up. What

The girl remained silent.

beautiful features that were basked in the sun’s warm ray,

was that she even

“What are you doing?”

that of repulsion upon seeing that, and he turned

at that moment, the black dog woke

pissed, the boy picked up the shovel again and killed the dog

was shell-shocked by

the fact that the

mother and complained to her.

death. Those were the exact words I used back then. So this is why he’s the way he is now! It’s all because of me! He did have some genetic flaw, but I was the one who turned

tears