"As for Bert, once he recovers, he’ll go straight into the company for his internship. I’ll make sure no one humiliates him for what happened. And if he really can’t get married in the future... I’ll stay by his side for the rest of my life."
Tears streamed down her face like shattered pearls.
The sister who once doted on me, who couldn't bear to see me suffer, had given her heart to someone else.
If that’s the case, then I don’t need it.
——
Just then, the doctor rushed in with a surgery consent form.
“The patient is in critical condition. His lower body has sustained severe damage, and he needs immediate sutures. A family member must sign.”
My sister took the form, and to my horror, she tore it apart.
"Wait until tomorrow," she said.
The doctor stared at her in shock. “Your brother can still be saved. If we delay any further, he may lose all function in his lower body. He won’t just be incontinent—he’ll have to wear diapers for the rest of his life.”
My sister hesitated slightly.
“Sister,” someone pleaded. “Shouldn’t we let him have the surgery now? Can you really bear to see him like that?”