Daddy the Miracle Medic (Lachlan and Miranda) novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Dad Takes the First Step

"Daddy, it hurts! I'm dying..."

"I'm not receiving the treatment, okay?"

"I don't want to feel hurt like this anymore. I don't want you to spend money on me anymore."

"Can you take me home? I want to go home... really want to go home..."

Inside the ICU ward, a tiny body lay there. The once delicate and lovely little face was as pale as paper, but blood kept flowing from the mouth and nose, with spots of bleeding all over the body!!

A small hand, using all its strength, grabbed Lachlan Willis's hand with big eyes full of pain and reluctance to leave her father!

Lachlan's eyes were red, and he felt like his heart was being pricked by a needle. The pain was ten thousand times worse than the knife wound on his left kidney.

"Nora, be good. I will definitely find a way to cure you. When you get better, I will take you home and make fried chicken wings for you, okay?"

Lachlan held the little hand and choked back tears as he spoke.

"You're lying. I know I cannot be cured. Save the money. When I die, you still need to live."

"Daddy, please don't spend any more money on me..."

As he spoke, the little one struggled to lift her small head and took off a dragon-shaped jade pendant from around her neck.

"This jade pendant is useless for me to wear. I let you wear it and let it bless you!"

This jade pendant was a relic left by Lachlan's father. It was said to be an heirloom passed down from generation to generation in the Willis family and had the ability to ward off illness and avoid misfortune.

After Nora fell ill, Lachlan put the jade pendant on the little one, hoping to bless her.

But now, it seemed like all the efforts to ward off illness and misfortune were just wishful thinking! Hearing these words, Lachlan felt his heart being sliced with a knife.

He tightly held onto the jade pendant that still carried Nora's warmth, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. Nora was only five years old but so mature for her age. The more responsible she became, the more it tore at Lachlan's heartstrings!

It felt like there was a lump in his chest that he couldn't cough up, driving him crazy! His daughter followed her useless father and never got to enjoy the joys of this world - was she going to leave them? No! No way! Even if he had to risk his life and reputation, he would make sure his daughter continued living.

"Mr. Willis, you've used up the payment from last time. Are you going to continue with treatment? If we use special medication for your daughter's condition, then perhaps she can hold on for a few more days. Maybe we'll even find a matching bone marrow donor in these next few days," Jason Saunders asked Lachlan expressionlessly.

"Treat her! Of course treat her!" Lachlan grabbed onto Jason's arm and pleaded desperately, "Dr. Saunders, please continue treating my daughter with special medication! I beg you - Nora can't die!"

"Pay first before treatment," replied Jason indifferently.

"Fine then I'll go gather money right away!"

"Dr. Saunders, please give me medicine for my daughter!" Lachlan pleaded desperately.

"Please! I'm begging you!" he continued, rushing out of the hospital room like a madman.

Behind him, Jason and several nurses whispered and sighed in sympathy.

"How could we give him medicine first? Oh..."

"I heard that guy just sold one of his kidneys to pay for his daughter's treatment."

"Poor parent... but without money, everything is useless."

At this moment, Lachlan rushed out of the hospital like a crazy person but stopped at the entrance.

Money! Money! Money!

Now, money was Nora's only hope for survival.

But where could he get it from?

He realized that he had already borrowed all that he possibly could in order to raise funds quickly earlier. With no other options left, Lachlan dialed a number on his phone!

At this point, all he could do was try to plead with her - even if it meant sacrificing his pride and dignity.

But compared to Nora's life, what did his dignity even matter?

"Who is this?"

On the other end of the phone, a sweet and sultry voice answered.

"It's me, Lachlan."

"It's you? Why are you calling me? We've been divorced for ages!" The coquettish tone from earlier disappeared as soon as Claudia heard it was Lachlan.