A Test of Kinship
My sister is diagnosed with leukemia after a medical checkup at the hospital where I work. My bone marrow is a match for her.
Out of curiosity, I tell my family I'm the one who's sick. They vehemently oppose to her donating her bone marrow to me.
"A bone marrow donation is risky! We can't let your sister put herself in danger."
"Don't drag your sister into this just because you're sick. Everyone's life and death is fated—you have to accept your destiny."
My sister also refuses to help me, brushing me off with the excuse that she's preparing to conceive.
My relationship with my family is strained, so their behavior thoroughly destroys it. When I realize this, I leave the diagnosis report behind and walk out on them.