Chapter 130
"What do you mean? Explain it clearly. How can there be no hope? Use the best medicine, I can afford any cost!" John tightly grabbed the doctor, his desperation evident. Calliope had never seen him so helpless.
"Mr. John Moore, I have done my best. But Mr. Sylvester Moore's injuries are too severe. He needs immediate surgery, but the survival rate is only one percent," the doctor said, shaking his head helplessly.
A nurse beside them held a critical condition notice for the family to sign.
"No, I can't sign it. Sylvester won't die! You have to save him, you must save him!" John lost control, his voice breaking. This was his only precious son.
The doctor repeatedly emphasized the need to be mentally prepared, and Calliope felt like her world had been turned upside down; everything happened so intense and sudden.
No matter how much John pleaded, the doctor still believed that not performing the surgery was the better option, while Robert hesitated. Not performing the surgery meant certain death, while performing it offered only a one percent chance of survival.
The critical condition notice was issued, and John was almost collapsing, while Robert was equally downcast. But it was clearly not the time to give up; they had to find a way to keep Sylvester alive, no matter what.
John looked at Calliope beside him and asked her to meet him in the hospital's back garden.
In the back garden, Calliope saw John's solitary figure, and a pang of sorrow hit her heart. Sylvester was going to die, and his father must be devastated. But what could she do? Her heart was also heavy with grief, and everything seemed irreversible.
No amount of money could buy back a life. This time, even the always confident John appeared lost.
Seeing Calliope standing beside him, although he was filled with anger and wanted to lash out at her, John restrained himself for the sake of the bigger picture. For the first time, he lost his usual authoritative tone and said calmly, "We can't forgive what you did. But if Sylvester really doesn't make it, I can offer you a sum of money to leave the Moore family. However, I have one condition."
"What condition?" Calliope was surprised by his calmness and the promise to give her money to leave.
"Give birth to the child you are carrying. If Sylvester dies after this surgery, this child will be his only legacy, the future heir of the Moore family," John said, taking a deep breath.
John's voice was noticeably softer, lacking his usual arrogance. Calliope had already guessed that such a family needed an heir, but could John really be at ease? Wasn't he afraid that when the child grew up, he would return to the Moore family and claim everything? After all, to these people, she was already seen as a villain.
"Are you unwilling to agree?" John frowned when he saw her hesitation.
Calliope snapped back to reality, noticing John's anxious expression. She hesitated before speaking, "I can consider having this child, but I also have a condition."
"You dare to make conditions?" John became agitated. "What more do you want?"
"Since you are asking me, isn't it fair for me to set my terms?" She responded with a calm smile, surprising herself with her composure.
"Alright, tell me. What's your condition? As long as it's something I can do, I will agree." John assumed she was asking for more money.
To his surprise, Calliope continued, "I want Sylvester's heart to be transplanted to David immediately after Sylvester's death."
John slapped Calliope hard, almost knocking her to the ground. "You are ruthless! Sylvester treated you well, and this is how you repay him?" He roared.
"Are you serious? None of you Moore family members ever respected me!" Calliope retorted defiantly. "This is the only condition—either sign it, or everyone loses everything!"
Ignoring his fury, she stared at him coldly. After a long, tense silence, John finally agreed to her terms and decided to have legal professionals review and sign the necessary documents.
Despite what seemed like a victory, Calliope felt no joy, only an indescribable heaviness.
In an estate in Frostholm, Michael was deeply saddened upon receiving the news. He immediately contacted Marshall Banks to discuss the best treatment plan overnight.
"Review the data thoroughly and see how we can improve the success rate of the surgery," he urged Marshall.
Marshall examined the medical records and the prognosis. "If I personally perform the surgery, I can increase the success rate to about fifty percent. However, there's a complication," he said.
"What kind of complication?" Michael asked.
"It would be best to bring the patient to Frostholm. We have some advanced equipment here, and I'm not well-suited for long-distance travel, which could affect my performance," Marshall explained.
Despite concerns that the journey potentially impacting recovery, Michael ultimately decided to arrange for Sylvester to receive the higher-level medical services available in Frostholm as soon as possible.
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