Laboratory - Red

The Chapter 42 Steyfano Marcues

I entered Eliza's room. He just lay there daydreaming. He must be bored. This is what happens to people in hospitals in general. I'm rattled. How I told him this. He looked at me as I sat next to him. She smiles. Sweet.

" How are you feeling?" Ask me to start the conversation.

" I'm fine. Not bad. Not happy. Just a dream."

I was silent for a moment. I took a deep breath and started talking about it.

" I just saw the doctor, in his room. "

He looked at me and waited for me to continue the news.

" The problem about your heart, it'll be in surgery soon. Jan.."

" really?Will my heart be replaced with a new one? Did ya? " He's really excited. I want to cry Eliza.

" He said, the heart you use is a heart made especially for you without going through trials first. That causes the heart to not last long. That's why you often short of breath."

I'm speechless.

" then? I really will be in surgery? When?"

I'm speechless.

" Tap.but Eliza. Since when did you get lung cancer? "

This time he was silent. She's staring. His eyes were glazed as if he was about to cry. I feel like this atmosphere is not pleasant. To be sure, his heart was broken. He's looking down deep.

" You should have told me from the beginning. Your lung cancer has reached its final stage. You should know Eliza, of all your bullshit, and so many things you've been damning yourself for that you've never been able to heal. You just don't believe in yourself. "

It's very uncomfortable.

" You wish I'd be healed. But you're hiding something big from me. You tau? Just replacing the heart, it is not a simple operation. Especially at this young age. How could you possibly survive that operation under these circumstances? You think you're still alive? You think you're gonna survive? You think this is gonna be a very simple opration? You're.."

I really have no power to hold back my anger. The last words I wanted to say I could stand it. At least I didn't hurt her too much by saying 'Stupid Girl' in front of her. Even though she had tears dripping down her cheeks. He's holding his shit.

My only hope now is to get out of these shackles. Alone without thinking about anything I shouldn't have thought about. But I can't. I'm back home. With a little running. I broke that door.

What the hell am I looking at? The woman had already woken up from the influence of the drug and it made her eyes widen after seeing me. I approached.

I stared at his body.

" Reply to my question. There's only one. Are you well? What.. do you have a history of heart disease?"

He didn't answer my question. He just sobbed sobbing. Afraid to see me in front of him. Come on, but I don't want to kill him.

" Can you answer my question? I just need you to answer."

I repeated my question again. Then he shook his head. That nice.

I walked inside. Picked up a chainsaw and returned to his thrashing direction. He was even worse when he saw me back.

" Can you help me?"

He looked at me brazenly with a sound of sobbing, tears slipping, and cold sweat drenching his body.

" I just want your heart. That's for my brother. Would you like to? "

" Come on. Your choices are limited. You give me your heart, and I'll replace your heart with an artificial heart. Or you choose to torture me, to be my subordinate forever. Being a dog to a human like me. I could have killed you. Your brain could've been spewed by the head because of this saw? What say?"

He just shakes. She's crying harder.

" You refused my offer?"

He was just crying harder.

" There's a meat grinder in the kitchen? You wanna try it?"

He's back.

I untied that bond. He pulled it forcibly. Dragging him to the kitchen. He has a soul to rebel. He picked up an axe that I put not far from that place. He grabbed it and stuck it at my feet. Whahuh? What am I supposed to do?

" Don't think too much, don't you feel sorry for your life?"

" I beg you. Pl-please... Please let me go. What's my fault? I'm sorry if I'm guilty. Please. I beg you.."

For the first time, I heard him speak.

" You are very guilty. You didn't even answer my question. And you didn't choose my choice. I will have to choose myself. You're too bad for me to make a samsak."

" No, I'm not begging you.."

Be late. I've dragged that leg and I'm about to put it in the grinder I've turned on.

" yes. Yep... Da... Alright. I have no history of any disease. I'll donate my heart. "

I stopped my actions just now. Goody. I looked at him and smiled.

" I beg you. Don't." Don't." He was crying more and more.

I took him to the hospital. Right where Eliza's in the care. I told the doctor to check on her.

I went back to Eliza's room as long as the woman had a medical exam. Eliza was sitting at the same time staring at tall buildings through the window. I opened the door with the food I brought for her.

I sat next to him. He still didn't look.

" When you eat Eliz, you need strength to survive. "

" So, how much longer will I live?" That was the question when he looked at me.

" 3 months." I looked into his eyes. He looked down and started to tear up again.

" The choice now, is yours. I just, I agree with whatever you choose. You must be wise to choose it. "

She's speechless. Lousy. There was only the wind blowing through the window.

" I'll continue to do the surgery."

That was the answer that made me... I don't know. Mournfully.

"I'm tired of life, but that doesn't mean I want to die. Should I wait for my death without doing anything? It's not a simple operation. It's about replacing the artificial heart. Although I have only one day left, I want to live a decent life. I also want to breathe air freely. That's all my ideals with me have survived to this extent. Can you grant it?"

I can't say that I'm actually capable. I can't say that I'm actually capable of making you so. I can't say it. Eliza. I wanted to tell you. Marcues died not because of the tanama but because of me. If he had been around, he would have made you a strange liquid that made you as strong as I am. It doesn't even require an anesthetic for your operation. He could even make a new heart without me having to threaten someone to give his heart to you. I don't know what I'm doing. I was stupid. I've always been rash. At least. I don't know. I can't think. My tears are dripping. But I immediately rubbed it. Afraid that someone will see it. I was just trying to put a spoonful of rice in his mouth. With trembling hands. Shall? Losing one more person?