The Woman From Hell
Chapter 1455

After getting my reply, Susan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"There are too many things in the world that are beyond our control. You shouldn't be too hard on yourself."

Susan uttered the last sentence meaningfully.

I remembered what had happened between her and Tyler. She was bent on being with Tyler at the time and once hoped to spend the rest of her life with him as husband and wife.

Alas, not only did it not work out as hoped, Tyler even looked for a bitch like Sara to piss her off in the end!

I don't want you to do things that you'll regret forever just because you're anxious right now." Susan held me even tighter.

Yeah, Munchkin had fully occupied my heart. I worried and feared for him, yet not for the child in my belly. This was not what a mother should do.

"Come, take me to Munchkin." As though she was trying to pull me out of this melancholic mood, Susan suggested I take her to see Munchkin. Munchkin was sent to an isolation room for treatment because of his acute myeloid leukemia.

On the way to the ward, I saw patients walking toward me showing various symptoms due to chemotherapy and felt stabbing pains in my heart.

Some not only experienced hair loss on their heads. Even their eyebrows had fallen off too. Some of their complexions were slightly dull, and even their fingers had changed colors.

I could not bring myself to look yet could not turn away.

Susan noticed it and reached out to hold my shoulder tightly.

The isolation rooms were fully isolated, and one could only communicate with the people inside via video or phone.

"Hi, I'm the family member of the patient in Room No. 3. I'd like to speak to him."

The nurse glanced at me and quickly said," You must be his mother, right?"

"Yes." I nodded, not at all excited about it. Perhaps my haggard demeanor had helped her to recognize me at one glance.

Hold on for a moment." The nurse tilted her head to check the monitor, after which she looked down again and began to check the registration forms.

"The patient in Room No. 3 isn't around. He went for chemotherapy." The young nurse's words left me in shock.

"Chemotherapy? Why did no one tell me anything about it?" I quickly pulled out my phone. There were no missed calls on it.

Susan grew anxious as well and reconfirmed with the nurse again and again. "Can you check again? Are you sure it's the patient in Room No. 3?"

"It's him. Doctor Zac said that things aren't looking good for him, so he suddenly gave him a blood test early this morning and said he would take him for chemotherapy."

The young nurse looked at the monitor anxiously, then back at us.

Doctor Zac was Munchkin's attending physician. He must be right, but it all seemed strange to me.

I noticed that she still seemed a little dazed and went over to turn the monitor around. I stared carefully at every little window on the screen.

There was no mistake. The rabbit doll that Munchkin insisted on holding when he was asleep was still in Room No. 3, but apart from the messy blanket on the bed, Munchkin was nowhere to be seen on the

screen.

Susan saw the screen and quickly reacted." Where did the doctor take him for chemotherapy?"

The young nurse snapped back to her senses at Susan's roar. "I'll check for you."

She flipped through the booklet on the

nurse station. I grew anxious from waiting on the side.

"I-It's not registered here." The nurse looked at Susan and me with a pale complexion. She responded in a trembling voice.