Chapter 555

　　Third person's POV 　　Tabitha's gaze was calm as she asked, "It was his idea, wasn't it?" 　　Her eyes revealed a kind of calmness after despair. 　　"Yes, he doesn't want to do nothing. The wolfsbane in your body is spreading rapidly. This is a desperate measure." 　　Chemotherapy is like a high-stakes gamble. If you win, the tumor is effectively suppressed, but if you lose, death comes more swiftly. 　　The most terrifying thing was that she would suffer from the torment of side effects. 　　Orson licked his lips and carefully explained, "He wants you to survive, Tabitha. I also hope for a miracle, just like two years ago when I declared you had only three to six months to live. But the chemotherapy worked well, and later your condition stabilized. Maybe this time..." 　　"Orson, I know you wanted to help me, but... I don't want to live anymore." 　　When Tabitha said this two years ago, her face was filled with sorrow, crushed by life with no hope in sight. 　　Unlike now, she seemed like someone