On the bed, a woman who had lost almost all her hair due to illness writhed in pain, her retching sounds reminiscent of death's scythe steadily hollowing her body.

The woman looked tired and emaciated. Despite this, traces of her former elegance were still visible in her refined features.

Beside the bed, a man was also in agony, witnessing his wife's condition that seemed worse than death. He attempted to console her with words, but they did nothing to alleviate her physical suffering.

With a glimmer of hope in his eyes, he asked the nurse with a sense of urgency, "Is there any other medication that can alleviate my wife's pain?"

The nurse set down the medicine and a bill and spoke in a flat tone.

“Mr. Spears, you still have outstanding treatment and hospitalization fees that need to be paid before we can dispense any more medication. This is the last batch of medicine. If you wish to continue the treatment, you'll need to settle your outstanding balance."

"Please, make an exception. I'll be selling my house soon. As soon as I receive the funds, I'll pay the bill." To prove his sincerity, the man even showed the nurse the property listing information.

The nurse furrowed her brow and impatiently replied, "In that case, come back to purchase the medicine once you've sold the property and cleared your debt. The hospital has already made numerous exceptions. We genuinely can't accommodate you this time. If you don't settle your debt by tomorrow, please leave the hospital."

The nurse sounded annoyed and was ready to leave. She pushed her trolley and added, "Also, a new patient will arrive soon and need the room. Since you have overdue fees, you'll have to move out of the room and spend the night in the corridor. I hope you can understand."

Jayson tried to plead further, but the nurse evaded him and left swiftly.

As he rushed out to find the nurse, Jayson heard a heavy noise from the ward, like the shattering of glass.

He felt a sudden knot in his chest and rushed back to the ward. There, he found his wife holding a broken glass shard to her wrist, ready to harm herself.

“Julissa, what are you doing?! Stop it!" Terrified, Jayson quickly restrained his wife.

Julissa Spears sobbed in her husband's arms.

"No, it's unbearable. Let me die. I'm beyond help. Everything they've tried is useless."

Embracing his wife tightly, Jayson feared he would lose his love right then and there. Despondently, he said, "Don't lose hope. If you keep up with the treatment, you can recover. Please don't give up. We will have money once we sell the house."

“Let me go. I don't want to continue the treatment. Use the money from the house to produce the movie. That's been your dream for years, but it's been derailed because of me. I'll feel guilty even in death." Julissa's eyes filled with tears as she looked up at Jayson's tired face. She reached out and touched his face. Her hand was bruised and had needle marks from blood tests and infusions.

Unable to help himself, Jayson trembled. Lowering his head, he tenderly kissed his wife's forehead.

"Please, don't say that. I love you deeply. You mean everything to me. I want to be with you forever."

“Are you ready to leave? This ward will be needed soon. Move to the corridor quickly." The blue-clad nurse reentered, urging them to hurry.