Half a year ago, Sean Quinton had forced me to head abroad with him to the country where we'd registered our marriage. Our ship had veered off course and sunk in an uncharted area. We'd both choked on large amounts of contaminated water, leading to lung infections.Half a year later, we both lay in hospital beds and were on the brink of death. The uncharted area had turned out to be a wastewater zone—no one else had ever been there, so no one else had died because of this so-called lung infection.Since the doctors had no previous cases to refer to, they couldn't propose any treatment plans for us, no matter how wealthy Sean was.I'd shaved my head because of chemotherapy. When I returned after completing a session, Sean pointed at me, his eyes bloodshot. "She can be used as a sample, can't she? You guys can conduct research on her once she's dead! She has no money, so she can't pay for treatment. Our hospital doesn't treat the poor! Have you guys forgotten that?"It was true tha
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