Dr. Sweden gave a long and deep sigh for the woman whom he treated like his own grand daughter. She was always cheerful and didn't care about her life and death.
"Jill, there is something you need to know about your condition."
"Go ahead doctor." Jillyanna listened to the gruff yet gentle voice on the other side of the phone. However, no matter how gentle the person was, when they delivered a bad news, it won't change. It will remain a bad news.
"Do you understand what I am saying?" Dr. Sweden asked her when she remained silent. He knew it wasn't anything good but she needed to know the truth.
Jillyanna wiped the lone tear which escaped from her tears ducts before answering him. "I understand doc. At the same time, I'm willing to do it. I can still endure this little prickly pain. Not a big deal at all."
"Are you really sure? By that time, we can't even guarantee your safety."
"I am sure. I will give it a shot if that is the only way."
