Chapter 2

During the rescue, critical condition notices kept arriving.

Sunny's situation was extremely severe.

As everyone anxiously waited, the attending doctor emerged from the operating room with a grave expression.

He walked straight to me and urgently said, "Dr. Hazel, the patient's condition is very dangerous. We've done everything we can."

"You're a surgical expert. If you perform the surgery, there's a slim chance of survival for the patient!"

Hearing this, my father-in-law immediately pleaded with me:

"Hazel, Sunny got hurt saving you. You can't let anything happen to him!"

My mother-in-law wiped her tears and added, her voice trembling:

"Yes, Hazel, Sunny is still so young with a bright future ahead. You have to save him!"

Declan looked at me earnestly:

"Honey, Sunny's life is in your hands."

The three of them placed their hope in me, their eyes filled with worry and pleading.

But I calmly extended my hand, showing the shallow cut on my wrist, and said:

"Sorry, my hand is injured. It's not convenient for me to perform surgery."

My refusal left everyone stunned.

The attending doctor was bewildered:

"Dr. Hazel, it's just a small cut. It won't affect the surgery at all!"

"The patient is in critical condition. Every minute of delay could be fatal for him."

Hearing this, my mother-in-law anxiously cried, pleading with me:

"Hazel, the doctor said your injury doesn't matter. Sunny's situation can't wait. Please go save him!"

My father-in-law, with tearful eyes, said to me:

"Hazel, Sunny is your biological son. He risked his life for you. Are you really going to watch him die on the operating table?"

Declan looked at me with worry:

"Hazel, are you hurt somewhere else?"

With that, Declan started examining me carefully, as if convinced there was something I wasn't saying.

But I remained indifferent and replied coldly:

"No need to check. Thanks to Sunny saving me in time, I'm completely fine."

Hearing this, Declan became agitated:

"Then why won't you save Sunny? Don't you know how sensible and loving he is?"

"The first thing he said when he got the scholarship was that you would be proud of him, so he couldn't wait to tell you."

"He risked his life to save you, and now you're leaving him to die?!"

Even the usually gentle Declan couldn't hold back his anger.

My mother-in-law frowned, confused, and said:

"Hazel, you're the most important and admired person in Sunny's heart. He studied hard and got the scholarship to make you happy."

"He protected you with everything he had. How can you abandon him at such a critical moment?"

My father-in-law, devastated, pleaded with me:

"Yes, if Sunny knew that the mother he always looked up to didn't care about his life and death, how desperate would he be?"

I looked at the three of them, who were heartbroken, and responded earnestly:

"The hospital has a rule against performing surgery on direct relatives."

"I can't break hospital rules."

"I can't do this surgery."