We all have our personalities, and everyone lives proudly; no one wants to be seen as useless by others foolishly.
In the blink of an eye, a few days have passed, and Old Master Zhang’s pathology report is about to co out. He waits with anticipation for a good result, but she is so afraid that this result might break him. However, he has no choice; many things must be experienced personally.
After he finished his lunch, the doctor called him to the office to discuss. He knew the news at a glance, unsure whether to reveal it or not. If he spoke, would it be too big a psychological burden for his patient? Yet, if he didn’t, his patient wouldn’t know his own condition, and how could he rest and recover in peace?
"Doctor, I would like to ask about my condition. I hope you can be honest with like before, without hiding anything because you can’t hide it from forever. Regardless of whether the result is good or bad, it is mine to bear. Only by bearing what I must might I live a different life.
I am well aware of whether the result is good or bad. Regardless of the outco, I must bear it myself. This is the kind of result I want. I don’t want to reach my death without knowing the cause. I want to die clearly. You know, I’m soone with pride and self-respect, pride and self-respect that override everything else..."
The doctor clearly understood internally that having a conversation with such a savvy business veteran made him feel ashad in comparison.
However, the doctor remained quite conflicted, unsure of what to do. If he proceeded with this, how could he find peace within himself? But what about his Uncle Shi!
"Uncle Shi, since you are so eager to know your condition, I can only truthfully tell you, the results of your tests are not very favorable. The tumor has been confird as malignant, and I don’t know how much ti you have left. However, I hope you can live the life you want in happiness in these final days. You could undergo chemotherapy, and you might have a chance for recovery, but ultimately the choice is yours..."
Old Master Zhang had long suspected this outco, but hearing it from the doctor’s lips still left him a bit shocked, not expecting how his once healthy body had deteriorated to this state.
"Since things have reached this point, there is nothing to care about, but I still hope you can keep it confidential. Don’t tell this to my grandchildren. They still have happy lives to lead. Why let the news of an old man like leaving soon cause them to live in fear?
I’ve been close friends with your father, and you are soone I hold dear as well. Though we haven’t had many unforgettable monts over the years, I know your father has been in touch with . I’ve never replied to him because I understand that sotis silence is the best response. If there cos a day when I leave you and you et your father, please offer him my apologies on my behalf for failing to et his expectations."
"Uncle Shi, don’t say it like that. Clearly, there is still hope for a cure, but you insist on giving up treatnt. Are you really only worried that your grandchildren would be restless if they knew about your condition? That’s part of it, but the most significant reason is that you don’t want your son to return to you because of your illness. Your pride doesn’t allow your son to repeatedly trample your dignity. You cannot bear the humiliation inflicted by your own child. If you truly want what’s best for your son, you should honestly inform your family. Although the outco might be hard for them to accept and may make them constantly preoccupied and emotionally exhausted, it’s better than hiding it, isn’t it? At least if you tell them, they won’t feel so saddened by your secrecy after you’re gone. All they want is to have their loved ones around, to be truthful with them about everything. If you hide this from them, won’t it make it even harder for them to accept and feel uneasy?"
"You should know that once I was diagnosed, my body can only endure, struggling to live on. Such persistent pain is nothing short of torture to . That torture weakens a person’s resolve. When I first learned there was a malignancy, and that my ti might be short, it was very hard for to calm down. Despite appearing unfazed on the surface, internally, is that how I truly feel? Who doesn’t beco fragile after knowing their fate? Who doesn’t long for comfort? But I can’t indulge in that because my family’s happiness ans more to than my health. If I start treatnt, it will be impossible to hide it from them. I cannot let them suffer because of my illness. I’d rather endure the pain alone than make them live in despair, enduring hardships with a constant forced smile, crying in secret. I’ve lived that life enough myself, I don’t want it for my descendants, even if my son can’t see before I pass. That’s the path I chose, and I’ll face it myself."
Every path I’ve walked, only I truly know. No one considers any problem from my perspective. Only I can understand myself.
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