Three days passed in a blink of an eye.
Friday was the day Edward Stephens underwent the bone marrow transplant surgery.
After another round of check-ups at the hospital, Edward changed into a hospital gown and followed the doctors and nurses into the operating chamber.
"Edward!"
Daisy Ginger, who had also changed into a hospital gown to donate bone marrow for him, suddenly ran over from the crowd, grabbing his hand and fiercely saying to him, "Edward Stephens, I've already married you. If this time you dare to make me a widow, I won't let you off even if you die!"
Her voice was a bit loud, drawing the attention of the nearby nurses and doctors. Edward's face darkened as he looked at Daisy Ginger in front of him.
Daisy's complexion wasn't good, her eyes slightly red, and her cheeks appeared somewhat pale. Her slender fingertips that were gripping his hand were cold and without warmth.
She looked flustered, uneasy, like a homeless cat.
