"I wonder how Ah Xian is doing now? Even if she did many wrong things, she is still my younger sister. I can’t harden my heart against her. I beg you, please spare Ah Xian and don’t report her story. Otherwise, she definitely won’t be able to bear it if she finds out," Though Kang Jinse had many flaws in character, she was definitely a good older sister. Her younger sister had done so much to her, yet Jinse still considered her wellbeing, the journalist thought with a sigh. That Kang Jinxian is really despicable. How can there be such a contemptible woman in the world. But not a single reporter heeded Kang Jinse’s words and gave up on reporting about Kang Jinxian. Sales, clicks, bonuses—all beckoned to them, only a fool wouldn’t report it. It wasn’t easy for Kang Jinse to break free from the circle of reporters and, flustered, she got into her car and drove toward the hospital. Gripping the steering wheel, a cold smirk curled the corners of her mouth. Why did she follow them? It was to see for herself Kang Jinxian’s wretched state. At that moment, the phone in her bag chimed, and she took it out while waiting for the red light. Seeing the caller ID, the veins on the back of her hand stood out. She pursed her lips, hung up directly, and then turned off her phone. She had seen through this man’s indifference and fickleness long ago. If she wanted to stay alive, she couldn’t be foolish anymore. In truth, wasn’t Ah Xian just like the person she was years ago? Blinded by love, reckless, not distinguishing right from wrong, good from bad. But the one unforgivable thing Ah Xian did was to frame her and harm her child. Otherwise, Jinse might have been outraged but not consumed by hatred. At her age, having a child was not easy. Even after she found out the child was not Yun Shen’s, she would have chosen to give birth. Even if it meant leaving Yun Shen, she wouldn’t have hesitated. This child was her life. But the child was malformed, impossible to be born, and the culprit was Ah Xian. How could she not be angry, how could she not hate. This was the younger sister she had loved dearly for over a decade, yet in the end, she pushed Jinse into an abyss. At that moment, she wanted to die. She also hesitated, struggled, but in the end, she couldn’t escape the shadow of her lost child. Kang Jinxian, you forced my hand. I must seek justice for my child. You think it’s over? It’s not enough, nowhere near enough... In the hospital, by the time Kang Jinse arrived, Kang Jinxian had already been stabilized and was lying in the intensive care unit. Against the stark white surroundings, Jinxian’s small face was pitifully pale, her eyes tightly shut, brows furrowed as if she was having a terrible nightmare. Jinse stood outside the glass door for a while, when a nurse approached her and whispered, "Excuse me, are you a family member of the patient in bed 28?" Kang Jinse nodded, "I am." "Hello, concerning the patient in bed 28, the attending doctor would like to discuss her condition with you," the nurse said politely. The nurses, working day and night in the hospital with no time to keep up with the earth-shattering news online, only recognized the woman before them as somewhat familiar, probably a celebrity, but couldn’t recall exactly who. Kang Jinse was stunned for a moment. Her condition? Was Ah Xian’s illness very serious? "Please follow me," the nurse turned and led the way. "What do you mean, leukemia? How is that possible? My sister is so young..." Kang Jinse stood up in disbelief. The doctor, in his fifties, spoke gently, "The patient’s illness is due to genetic factors causing chromosomal abnormalities, the incidence is quite high, and it’s already at an intermediate stage. If it had been discovered any later, it would have been incurable." Kang Jinse immediately said, "Doctor, my sister is young, you must save her." "Rest assured, it’s our duty as doctors to heal and save lives. I asked you to come because I wanted to discuss the treatment options with you," The doctor explained in detail that there were two treatment options available: conservative chemotherapy combined with Traditional Chinese Medicine, which could only provide relief but not a cure, and the second option was bone marrow transplantation, which was riskier, costlier, and, importantly, difficult to match. Check latest chapters at novᴇlfire.net "I’ll need to think about it." Kang Jinse stood outside the glass door of the hospital room, watching Kang Jinxian lying in bed hooked up to various machines and couldn’t help but start crying. Why did it have to be ? The leukemia was progressing fast; she had to make a decision soon. If she waited any longer and missed the best window for treatment, then all that would be left was to wait for death. She hated Ah Xian, for destroying her child, for ruining her relationship, but hate aside, she had never wished for her sister’s death.