Arlo became the center of attention as everyone’s gaze shifted towards him. Faced with the hopeful looks from the Harris family, he paused briefly before expressing, “I estimate a maximum of one month.”
Oh my god... Even in the event of a successful surgery and the elimination of the poison, his lifespan won’t exceed a month. Prior to his demise, he will endure considerable suffering.
Bernice shook her head in despair, slumping back into her chair with trembling legs as tears streamed down her face in silence.
The doctor in charge urged, “You must decide promptly.”
All eyes turned towards Bernice. After a brief pause, she shook her head. “He has endured a year of agony in that bed...”
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