Chapter 468: The Dying Senator (Part One)
Stenson began regretting accepting this mission after he got back to his place.
Seeing him in a daze, his girlfriend asked him, “You weren’t fired again, right? Stenson?”
Stenson shook his head. “Jenny, I think my boss is crazy. What do you think I should do? You told me before to treat this boss well and loyally follow him, and that if I keep on wasting away my life then we won’t even have money to get married. But, do you know how crazy he is?”
Jenny looked at him blankly, wanting to know more.
“He told me to go and find Senator Jerry and tell him that my boss can treat his cancer. The guy told me to get Senator Jerry over to his ghetto-azz lab man. If I just go and find Senator Jerry, do you think his bodyguards would beat me up? Not even the top doctors could treat him, yet my boss is saying he can?”
Jenny: “Maybe he just wants to test your resolve and courage?”
Stenson: “It’s not that I don’t have the courage or resolve, I’ve also done a lot of bad things in the past. But, I really don’t have the courage to do this kind of ridiculous and stupid thing. If I really want to find Senator Jerry, and then my boss disappears, then I probably have to flee from this country too.”
Then, Stenson bitterly smiled. “But my boss did say that if I can do it, my salary would be 10 million! I would basically be officially hired. Jenny, I’m too tempted by this salary, I feel like maybe I should do something this crazy at least once in my lifetime to leave no regrets. I must make a lot of money and give you a stable family.”
“Honey, you can decide for yourself. We’ve already been through all these tough years, I don’t mind waiting a bit longer,” Jenny said.
Stenson directly stood up with his briefcase and said, “I’ve decided. Imma go and find Senator Jerry.”
Then, he left his residence.
Senator Jerry is the most favored candidate for the democratic party (TL note: let’s not involve politics here, I personally don’t favor any party particularly as long as they can do good things for the country). However, two years ago, he suddenly found out that he had terminal liver cancer. That turn of events directly ended his campaign and his political career. Over the two years, he had been receiving treatments and looking for all kinds of cures, being very cooperative. But, even with the most advanced medical technology in the world, those doctors were still only able to prolong his life by two years. If it were in a normal hospital, he would’ve gone to see God already.
When the most authoritative doctor in the liver surgery field told Jerry and his family to start planning for the funeral, Jerry felt as if his whole life lost all meaning. His spirit before was completely gone, and his whole outlook on life had become very negative. He was even thinking about committing suicide in a private area, just so that the media wouldn’t photograph how miserable he looked and use it as clickbait.
On a bed, his body was filled with needles and tubes, and he felt very repulsed to see only doctors coming in and out and visitors looking at him with pity.
“Linda, I told you to send an invitation to all the medical teams in the world. Is there really no one out there that responded and could cure my sickness?” Jerry couldn’t help but growl at his assistant.
He had really had enough. It was really painful suffering, and even with the drugs sustaining his life right now, he still would have no choice but to bear the pain if the illness were to act up. With the cancer spreading, his failing liver made his face look a lot older than before. With his liver functions deteriorating, he even began to cough up blood.
He really couldn’t live like this anymore. (read on noodletowntranslated dot com to support the actual translators)
Linda stood by his bed with her head down. “Sir, no one would volunteer for this operation. The best doctors have already tried, so the others definitely don’t have the courage to attempt it.”(read on noodletowntranslated dot com to support the actual translators)
“Did you not mention the amount of compensation? I can pay whoever can cure me a lot of money! I have a lot of money from the campaign! Now that I can’t even run the campaign, what good would the money do? Can I bring it into my coffin?” Jerry was so irritated that he started to cough up blood and almost fainted.(read on noodletowntranslated dot com to support the actual translators)
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