Olivia's gaze was cold. "It was his idea, right?"

Keith replied, "Yes. He didn't want to stand by and do nothing. The cancer cells in your body are spreading fast. This was the only option."

Chemotherapy was a high-stakes gamble. It would have a strong inhibitory effect on the tumor if it were successful. But if it didn't work, it would speed up Olivia's demise.

The worst thing was that her death would be painful as she suffered from the side effects of chemotherapy.

Keith licked his lips and explained, "He wants you to live, Olivia. I'm also hoping for a miracle. Just like two years ago. I said you only had three to six months left to live. But the results of your chemotherapy were very good, and your condition stabilized. Maybe this time …"

"Keith, I know you mean well, but … I don't really want to live anymore." Two years ago, when she said that, she was sad. It was because life was hard on her, and she couldn't see the light at the end of the tunnel.

But at this moment, Ol