Chapter ４２

[Charlie's perspective]

"Son, are you finally awake? How's your health? Is there anything uncomfortable? Your lover is looking at you anxiously.

"Is it better now?"

"Well, I feel much better…"

But, actually, it isn't.

"Charlie, right?" The doctor showed up with the medical record book, which eased my embarrassment in time.

"Yes, it's me."

"You are sick...."

I was keenly aware of the doctor's different tone, and I was deeply disturbed.

"Alex, I'm a little hungry. Go and buy some porridge for me."

"Ah? Can I go after hearing the case?"

"But I want to eat it now, can I..." The first time I spoke in a pathetic tone, it was just to distract him.

"OK, then I'll go first. Listen carefully. You have to tell me everything when I come back."

"OK, I know, go, I'll wait for you to come back."

I didn't let the doctor speak until I couldn't see his back.

"Doctor, what disease do I have?"

"Gastric cancer."

"Stomach, stomach ... cancer?"