When There Is Nothing Left But Love
Chapter 1247

Chapter 1247

He walked slowly towards the doctors, looking as ominous as a ghoul that had just crawled out fromthe depths of hell. “What a bunch of charlatans,” he sneered. “How dare you call yourselves the bestdoctors that M Country has to offer?”

Suddenly, John stretched out his hand and grabbed hold of the white-haired director. Lifting him upfrom the ground, John gritted his teeth and said in the most threatening voice he could manage, “I don’twant to hear any more of your rubbish. If you can’t cure her illness, I’ll make sure this hospital closesdown!”

I started coughing violently. “John…” I called out weakly. I tried to sit up in bed, but lost balance andcollapsed back onto it.

“Letty!” Seeing this, John flung the doctor aside and ran over to help me up. “How are you feeling?”Turning to the doctors, he hollered, “What are the lot of you waiting for? Give her some medicationimmediately! Can’t you see how much pain she’s in?”

He roared so loudly with every bit of energy he could summon that beads of sweat had formed on hisbrow.

I opened my mouth as if to say something. Before a word could bubble to the tip of my tongue, Isuddenly tasted the potent stench of blood at the back of my throat. The next moment, blood hadspewed out of my mouth and splattered all over the floor. In an instant, John’s white shirt was coveredin splotches of bright red as he held me.

“You’ll be alright, Letty. I’m here—nothing will happen to you…” John tried frantically to wipe the bloodfrom my face, comforting me as he did so. He turned around and threatened the doctors again, “I don’tcare what sort of method you use. If Letty doesn’t survive this, I’ll make sure to bury you lot alive withher. Men!”

Hearing this, his subordinates rushed into the room at once. The sight of men in black made thedoctors gape in shock.

As one of the bodyguards pressed a knife to the neck of the male doctor, he raised his hands in agesture of surrender. The female doctor, on the other hand, looked rather helpless. She yelped for afew times before shutting up when the bodyguards threatened to kill her.

In comparison, the director seemed rather unbothered. Stuttering slightly, he protested, “Mr. John, youneed to calm down, please. It’s true that Ms. Stovall’s illness is incurable. However, her immune systemis very weak as well, and she stands no chance against the toxin. This is why she was so susceptibleto it. It’s very unreasonable of you to blame the doctors like this.”

Something flickered in John’s eyes. He shot an ominous glance behind him before turning around andhelping me to lay back down on the bed. He then pulled the covers up to my chin before walking slowlytowards the director again.

John was half a head taller than the director. The two of them gazed into each other’s eyes for half asecond. Then, in the blink of an eye, John grabbed hold of his bodyguard’s knife and stabbed it into thedirector’s thigh.

The smell of blood became even stronger in the room, but John didn’t seem to realize. With a coldexpression, he said, “This is just the start. If you don’t save my sister’s life, I’ll make sure to stab you inthe chest next time.”

His fluent English, coupled with his handsome face, would have made any girl swoon. However, hiswords only came across as cruel and bloodthirsty being spoken in a room full of bloodshed and in hisicy tone.

Though my vision was rather blurry, I could see the doctors shooting dark glances at one another. Inthe end, they finally conceded. One of the younger doctors stepped forward and announced that they

would do their best to save me and increase my lifespan. With that, they hurriedly carted the white-faced, bleeding director away.

John shut the door and quickly returned to my bedside. He comforted me, “Don’t worry, Letty. You’ll bealright very soon.”

I coughed twice, loudly. Frowning slightly, I summoned up all my courage and whispered reassuringly,“You’re the one who should stop worrying. I know my body the best. I have a weak constitution to beginwith; on top of that, I didn’t go through with my confinement period properly. I shouldn’t have come outbefore it ended. I brought all this upon myself. Don’t feel sad.”

John bowed his head and knitted his brows together, trying his best to hold back his emotions.

“John, can you promise me one more thing?”

There were only the two of us in the room, and it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. My voice,though soft, was clearly audible.

John’s hand lay on top of my chest, crumpling my blankets into a twist. He still refused to look at me.“You must be very tired now. Have a good rest first. When you get better, let’s do it together. Go tosleep now.”

I shook my head stubbornly and refused to listen. “I’m afraid I might run out of time before that. John,this is my last and only wish. Find the child and make sure that he…” here, I coughed again, “…that heisn’t abandoned on the streets. Promise me that, alright?”