Upon hearing this, Sebastian Thompson's eyes unwittingly narrowed, his pupils contracted, and his facial expression twisted somewhat.
It was a while before Sebastian Thompson's throat could struggle to let out a voice, "How long do I have to live?"
The director pursed his lips and softly said, "Roughly three months, six at most. Admitting you to the hospital is just to alleviate the burden on your body, to make it less painful for you. In truth, it's already beyond treatment."
"I understand. You can go now."
After the director left, Sebastian Thompson sat in a daze, tears inadvertently brimming in his eyes and slowly sliding down his cheeks.
Not wanting to upset Orion Smith or cause him worry, as well as to spare him the agony and anxiety, Sebastian quickly wiped away his tears and pretended as if nothing had happened.
Sitting quietly in the hospital room, Sebastian Thompson also thought a lot.
