Green Family Villa.
Emma's birthday party.
A pretty girl boldly asked Adam to take her out for a drive.
But Adam did not want to be the one who killed her, even if unintentionally.
"Is that important?"
Charlotte was somewhat reluctant to talk about her illness.
"Tell me. Maybe I can help."
Adam smiled. "Don't forget, I'm a doctor."
"The doctors already gave me a death sentence."
Charlotte's mood sank. Seeing Adam silently looking at her, she touched her chest. "My heart isn't good."
"Congenital Heart Disease?"
Adam looked at her heart.
"Mm."
Charlotte nodded. "The doctors said that living to twenty-two would already be a miracle."
"Have you applied for a heart transplant?"
Adam asked.
"My family applied for one long ago."
Charlotte shook her head. "But I don't want surgery. I even signed an agreement refusing surgery for that reason.
"If I'm destined to die, I want to die beautifully, not be cut open on an operating table."
"But it could save your life!"
As a doctor, Adam naturally did not agree with that way of thinking. He looked at her. "That's it? Cardiothoracic Surgery is already very advanced.
"As long as there's a suitable donor heart, there are very few heart diseases that can't be treated.
"And when facing life and death, I don't believe anyone can keep obsessing over whether something is beautiful!
"Life itself is the greatest beauty!
"Once you're dead, everything withers away.
"So there must be another reason!"
"..."
Charlotte could not bear his gaze any longer and could only come clean. "Besides Congenital Heart Disease, I also have neuroblastoma."
"...Thoracic Neuroblastoma?"
Adam looked her up and down again, his gaze ultimately settling near her heart.
"Mm."
After saying it aloud, Charlotte visibly relaxed. She looked at Adam with her big eyes and