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    Huey raked his fingers through his hair, tilting his head back as his eyes burned with unshed tears.


    A long silence stretched between them before he finally spoke. “What about that new drug you mentioned before?”


    “That drug is still in the clinical trial phase, and only the pharmaceuticalpany running the trials has ess to it. Until it’s officially approved, our hospital can’t administer it.” The doctor’s wordsnded like a death sentence.


    Rachel knew exactly what that meant. A new drug could take years to pass regtory approvals.


    And time was a luxury Myrna didn’t have.


    “If she could get into the clinical trial… would there still be a chance?”


    “In theory, yes. But there are no guarantees.”


    Huey clenched his fists. “Even if there’s just a sliver of hope, I won’t give up.”


    Watching Myrna slip away was something he refused to ept.


    The thought alone was unbearable.


    After speaking with the doctor, Huey returned to find that Rachel had already left.


    Rachel, on the other hand, hadn’t wasted a second—she had already contacted the HR department manager.


    “Have him send over his résumé first,” the manager said. “I can’t make any promises since the final decision is up to the vice president, but I’ll do my best to put in a good word.”


    Rachel let out a breath, feeling relieved. “Thanks. I really appreciate it.”


    “No need to thank me yet. It’s not a done deal.”


    “Got it. I’ll wait for your update.”


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    After ending the call, Rachel made her way back to Myrna’s hospital room.


    Huey was sitting beside Myrna, watching over her with a worried expression.


    “Huey, can we talk for a moment?” Rachel asked softly.


    He looked up, nodding. “Of course.”


    Once they were outside the room, Rachel didn’t waste any time. “I saw Myrna’s phone earlier. Her wallpaper… it’s an old picture of you two. Speaking as a woman, I think she’d love to have a proper photo with you, especially now that you’re getting married.”


    Huey wasn’t the most sentimental man, but he understood immediately. “Thank you. I hadn’t thought of that. Once Myrna is feeling a little stronger, I’ll take her to pick out a wedding dress. We’ll take some beautiful photos together.”


    Rachel nodded, then added, “You could even turn it into a surprise for her. Oh, and about your job—send me your résumé today, and I’ll pass it along to our HR department.”


    Ovee with gratitude, Huey thanked her repeatedly.


    “Rachel, I… I don’t even know how to put my gratitude into words.”


    Before heading out, Rachel took onest look at Myrna.


    Seeing her sleeping peacefully and looking rtively stable, she finally felt at ease and returned to her own hospital room.


    But as she walked away, her mind stayed on Huey. She didn’t think he had entirely ignored the idea of photos in their wedding outfits. After all, he and Myrna had already been preparing for their big day. Perhaps he hadn’t arranged a photoshoot yet because facing the reality of losing her was too painful.


    Deep down, he was in denial. He kept convincing himself that Myrna would pull through.


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