I Am No King's

Chapter 277 – New Secrets and Problems

Wow, the affairs of the royal family are increasingly becoming. It's like this, as if the Emir's family is broken because of me. Can I be called a destroyer of people's households? Yeah, possibly.

Suddenly my smartphone sounded. I picked it up and checked the incoming message.

"Emir, Inanna, I have to see you."

"OK...."

Emir and Inanna answered simultaneously. In fact, the newly appearing fierce aura of the Emir instantly disappeared.

"Jeanne, Yurika, if you go don't forget to report to Yuan."

"Ready!"

"I, yeah...."

While Jeanne answered aloud, Yurika looked doubtful.

After leaving the room, I went straight upstairs, to my father's private room. And, as usual, half of this room was neat, the other half was like a broken ship. Dad sat on the couch, in the neat part. I sat on the sofa opposite my dad.

"So, the result?"

"The lump on your right middle finger is a tumor." Father gave an answer while looking at the documents that were in hand. "Father did not find this tumor a few months ago while examining your body after saving Ninlil. So, in other words, these tumors grow in a very short time. I'm afraid this tumor can already be categorized as malignant, cancerous."

Rina's words became reality. Nah! From the beginning, I knew that Rina's words were indeed facts and realities. However, I did not expect it to happen this fast.

"On the other hand, the chance of this tumor spreading to other parts of your body is very small. Thanks to your overcrowded flesh anomaly, the tumor could not grow in any other direction. The only way this tumor can grow is to the surface of your skin. So, this tumor won't threaten your life."

As if trying to encourage, father said the good side of this news.

"So, I've started making a schedule to remove this tumor."

"Operation?"

"Yes" father confirmed. "After surgery, you'll still need chemotherapy or radiotherapy, depending on your body's response."

I had to cut, "dad, apparently, I can't be treated."

"Don't be silly." Dad answered lightly. "The technology of chemotherapy and radiotherapy today is very advanced. Deaths from cancer are very small. In fact, we could just give radiation to your hands. You don't have to worry about hair loss or no appetite."

I let out a breath. "That's not what I meant. I mean, after surgery, it's really big this cancer is getting worse."

Dad took down the documents and looked at me.

"Explain!"

"Dad knew that this cancer was caused because of my high healing speed."

"Yes, then?"

"This tumor on my middle finger should be 2 days old."

"Two days? What makes you say that?"

I told her about my meeting with Rina two days ago and how the incision in my hand did not drip blood.

"And, yesterday, I felt this lump and checked it. In other words, this tumor grew because of the incision I did."

"Gin, if you're right, then the tumor data I'm holding is not two days old, but one day."

Ah, yes too.

"Yes, I feel it. However, I can hold it. No. gabe. To be more precise, I'm used to pain."

"That's exactly the reason why we should have surgery!"

I'm shaking. "Dad didn't listen well. I told you, this tumor came about because I slashed my finger. Now, try to think. What would happen if you had surgery, slashing the flesh around this tumor to remove it?"

Dad's speechless. His eyes are wide open. Without giving an answer, he closed his mouth and lowered his head.

"Yes, right, if the meat around this tumor is slashed, then the incision will be a new tumor. In other words, surgery will actually aggravate the tumor. Let alone the scalpel. I'm even worried that the syringe could already cause a new tumor."

"Then, radiote–"

"Dad," I cut. "Radiotherapy has a cell-damaging effect. Although technology has advanced and the target of radiotherapy can be detailed, unfortunately, radiotherapy can still damage the surrounding cells, right? And we don't know yet whether my body will regard damaged cells as wounds or not. If it turns out that my body thinks of these damaged cells as wounds, then, the effect can also aggravate this tumor."

Not just radiotherapy. A thousand and one scenarios that could kill me started to cross my head. If I receive an attack and my bones crack or even fracture, do I have bone cancer afterwards? If I bruise, will I also have muscle cancer? If I had a burn, would I have skin cancer?

"But Lugalgin–"

"Dad,"

I raised my right middle finger towards my father, showing a normal finger, no longer a bump. In fact, there are no scars. At least for now.

"I can cut it easily, like I did this morning. Thus, as long as I just cut off the keloid that appeared on the skin, my tumor would not get any worse."

Dad was silent, unable to speak anymore. He just looked down. His eyes were empty like a dead fish. I must have realized that cutting a keloid was tantamount to hurting yourself. Besides my cancer that might get worse, I also have to feel the pain of each cut. All of a sudden, I heard my father muttering.

"I'm sorry, Gin. Forgive me...."

Right now, I'm not surprised that you're blaming yourself. He blames himself for in the past father being unable to do anything when I was hit and beaten by the Alhold family. Not just that. Perhaps, if you were more active in the black market world and prevented Tasha from being sold by the kingdom, I would never jump into the black market. And if I don't jump into the black market, I won't get hurt. In other words, all of this can be prevented.

But all of this is only if and maybe. No one knows for sure.

"I hope you keep this a secret from everyone, including your mother, Ninlil, Emir, and Inanna."

Seriate

　

　

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