After donating a kidney to my best friend Kellan, the hospital suddenly informed me that my father's kidneys were failing and he needed an immediate transplant.
Fortunately, I was a match for my father. I immediately decided to donate my last kidney to him and use an artificial kidney myself.
Faced with the exorbitant surgery costs, I begged my fiancée for help. Instead, she kicked me out and then posted photos of her marriage certificate with Kellan on social media.
In my moment of desperation, my childhood sweetheart Sarah appeared with a top foreign medical team, offering to perform our surgeries for free.
But just as I opened my eyes, she regretfully told me that my father had suddenly developed a rejection reaction after the surgery and passed away.
As I was devastated with grief, Sarah presented me with 9,999 sunflowers, saying she was willing to be my lifelong sun, warming and caring for me.
Six years into our marriage, I accidentally overheard her conversation with her best friend:
"You gave Chris's last kidney to Kellan too? Then his father... No wonder he died with such resentment. How could you bear to do that?"
"I had no choice. Who told him to have two healthy kidneys that were so suitable for Kellan?""Kellan was already fine at that time, he didn't need another kidney transplant at all. You were just being excessive," Sarah said firmly.
"What if? I would never gamble with Kellan's health. Only by replacing all of Chris's kidneys with his can I feel at ease."
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"Then what about Chris? His blood type is rare, it's almost impossible to find a matching kidney donor. Even if you give him an artificial kidney, that thing will only let him live in agony. He'll be in so much pain even eating feels like rolling through hell. Chris is your husband, do you really have the heart to do this?"
"I'll give him the best painkillers to minimize his suffering as much as possible."
Across from her, her best friend Gunner suddenly stood up, looking indignant:
"This isn't just about painkillers! Kellan emotionally blackmailed Chris into donating one kidney before, and now you've tricked away his second one, letting his father die in agony on the operating table. That's a human life! Have you thought about what you'll do if Chris finds out the truth someday?"
"While there's still a chance to make amends, why not have Kellan give the kidney back to Chris? Even just one would be good. You've prepared so many kidney donors for him..."
"No way!"Those are all Kellan's safety guarantees, we can't return any of them."
Sarah paused, then sighed and said:
"I won't let Chris know. Even if that day really comes, all my assets and the rest of my life can be used to compensate him."
"As long as Kellan is safe, I'm willing to pay any price."
Outside the study, my hands holding the teacup trembled uncontrollably.
The scalding hot tea spilled onto the back of my hand, but it wasn't even a tenth as painful as the ache in my heart.
Before being discovered, I fled back to the bedroom, gasping for air.
Opening the window, the cold wind rushed into my lungs as tears streamed down my face.
I clutched my phone tightly, listening to the recording over and over again, finally slumping against the wall in despair.
So Dad didn't die from transplant rejection - Sarah never even had anyone perform the surgery on him!
The hand Sarah extended to me back then wasn't help, but the scythe of a demon.
Dad's life, my body, were just tools she used to please the one she loved.
"Chris, why are you standing by the window letting the cold air in? Your health is poor, what if you catch a chill?"
Noticing the tear stains on my face, Sarah immediately became anxious:
"Chris, what's wrong?"Have I done something wrong to make you angry?"
"No, my stomach just started hurting again."
Sarah's eyes immediately welled up with tears of concern:
"Seeing you in pain is worse than death for me. If Dad's situation hadn't been so critical back then, I never would have let you donate your last kidney, no matter what."
Thinking of what Gunner had just said about the backup kidney donor, I tentatively spoke up: