Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 601

After we arrived at the new hospital, we quickly got through the paperwork for admission, and they mentioned a need for another round of tests.

I was running around like a headless chicken for a couple of days, trying to get everything sorted. Finally, when everything was in place, I could breathe a sigh of relief.

Surgery was scheduled for a week later. The thought of it had been a heavy weight on my mind, but luckily, Dad's condition was somewhat stable. The cancer was under control and progressing slowly.

Just when I was counting down the days to the surgery, I got a call from a hospital overseas. I was taken aback when they told me, in fluent English, that they could admit my dad for an earlier check-up and surgery. We had already given up on that option.

"Why all of a sudden?" I asked, puzzled and shocked.

"It's because a slot opened up due to another patient canceling their surgery, Ms. Finch. When could you come over? We need to arrange a doctor and a room for you," the voice on the other end was incredibly kind.

I was stunned, Dad had just settled into the new hospital, and we were gearing up for the surgery. Were we really considering moving?

After hesitating for a moment, I asked the caller to hold on for a bit while I thought it over.

Hanging up, Dad asked, "What's going on? Was that a call from abroad?"

"Yeah, Dad, the overseas hospital said they can take you in for surgery," I explained quickly, not wanting to waste time. "I think we should go. I've checked them out before, and they've got a better medical team for your condition."

Dad was immediately against the idea, "No way. Didn't you say the waiting list was six months long? How did it suddenly change? Sounds fishy to me, I'm not going."

Seeing Dad's stubborn stance made me anxious, "Dad, it's because someone else canceled their surgery. That's why there's a slot. And it's going to cost us a pretty penny, you know?"

I lied.

The hospital hadn't mentioned any extra fees for moving up the schedule, but I knew Dad would only consider it if he thought we were getting a special deal.

"It must be Neil Whitmore pulling strings, huh? You think I'm old and out of it, don't you?" Dad was convinced Neil was behind this, and he was adamant about not owing Neil any favors, even if it meant risking his own health.

"It's not Neil; it was Russel Dawson!" I blurted out, hoping to sway Dad with another name. He always had a good opinion of Russel, so it might just work.

Sure enough, Dad seemed a bit more open at the mention of Russel, but still skeptical, "Really?"

I updated Mom while she was still at work. She was thrilled about the overseas treatment option, although she was initially confused about the sudden change.

After discussing Dad's situation, Mom mentioned she couldn't join us abroad due to a pivotal moment with a project at work, something about a crucial formula Lucas had been working on before his passing. She was hopeful for a breakthrough.

"Alright, don't worry. I'll take good care of Dad. Just be there to pick us up when we get back," I reassured her, understanding the tough spot she was in.

With the overseas treatment confirmed, I quickly got back to the international hospital to finalize the arrangements. Packing was a breeze since we only needed a few documents and essentials. Without much time to inform anyone else, Dad and I boarded the plane.

"Irene Finch, what a coincidence," a slightly annoying voice greeted me on the plane.

It was Karina Aaron, sitting right next to us. She took off her glasses and smiled, "Taking your dad for treatment abroad?"

I gave her a cold look and chose to ignore her, opting to rest instead.

When my dad recognized Karina, his reaction was pretty much the same as mine: he closed his eyes, hoping out of sight would mean out of mind. I had no clue what Karina was doing abroad, let alone on the same flight as me. Now, with Hiram in the ICU, she seemed indifferent, which really showed how cold-hearted she could be. Despite all this, she claimed she wanted to wait until Hiram was better to take him away. The whole thing just felt incredibly insincere.