Chapter 1407

"Dad, don't get too worked up," Quincy said, noticing his father's face turning red with anger. "People your age can easily stress themselves sick. Look at Mom. She's in the hospital for that very reason." If she hadn't been so consumed with pointless meddling, she wouldn't be on an operating table today.

Mr. Perez nearly choked in frustration. "Is that how you talk to your father? Forget it. Let me speak to Lydia."

"She's busy. Whatever you need to say, just say it to me. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up," Quincy replied, blocking the attempt.

He wasn't foolish. He could tell his father wanted to pressure Lydia directly. But there was no way he would let her face any of that alone.

"This was all my decision. There's no one else for you to blame."

"Fine. You're acting like you've grown wings and flown beyond my reach." Mr. Perez hung up, barely restraining himself from a full-blown rant. That son of his would be the death of him.

other end, Lydia looked at Quincy with concern and asked softly, "Will your dad be okay? He

He's my dad. I've known him over twenty years. I understand him better than anyone." Quincy shook his head, brushing off her

press further, and they waited in the hallway for what felt like hours until, finally, the operating

the doctor. "How's my

she's now paralyzed from the waist down. I

cases, but none quite like hers. She had been admitted but stubbornly refused treatment until

If she cooperates with her treatment, it could improve her quality of But if she resists, today's surgery won't mean much in

understand. Thank you, Doctor." Quincy picked up on the doctor's

kept the doctor's words firmly in mind, intending to repeat

arrived, Quincy

"I understand now. I was wrong, and I'll follow the treatment plan from now on. But, Quincy, please tell me that you were just joking last time,

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