Silas and Zoe didn't stop me. Instead, they pointed toward the stairwell.

"Go make the call over there. It's too loud here with all these people. We'll talk to the doctor in the meantime, get the full picture."

I nodded and carried my phone to the stairwell.

After I left, the crowd of relatives and friends gathered around Silas and Zoe, offering comfort. Several of them pulled out cash on the spot, pressing it forward to help with the emergency.

Silas and Zoe were all gratitude and graciousness, but they refused every last dollar.

They put on a show of consulting with the doctor, nodding gravely as he explained the situation.

The doctor told them:

"The burns are extremely severe. Frankly, with burns like these, the real nightmare is the post-operative recovery. Your family needs to be prepared for a long road."

"The good news is that the patient has an incredibly strong will to survive. We believe he can pull through. This is the surgical consent form. As soon as you sign, we begin."

Silas took the consent form.

His expression twisted with feigned anguish.

But he still opened his mouth.

"No surgery."

"We want to let our child go peacefully. Without pain."

The doctor froze.

"I'm sorry, what? The woman from before, Mrs. Fox, she said—"

Zoe cut the doctor off mid-sentence.

"She's in shock from the accident. She has no idea what resuscitation even means. We're the patient's elders. We have the right to refuse treatment."

She was already waving her hand, rushing things along.

"Hurry up and bring us the do-not-resuscitate form. We need to sign it. The sooner that child is free from suffering, the better."

Under the pressure of both of them, the doctor had no choice but to produce the consent form.

I had just hung up the phone and walked over.

"Refuse treatment??"

Silas and Zoe scrawled their signatures in a frenzy, practically shoved the doctor back through the doors, then turned and grabbed me by the arms, already launching into their pitch.

"I know you can't bear to let Lily go, but keeping her alive is just prolonging her pain. We're doing this for her sake!"

"That's right. You're still young. You and James can always have another child!"

I stared at them, shaking, my voice cracking as I shoved them both so hard they stumbled to the floor.

"What the hell are you two talking about?"

"Who told you it was Lily in that crash? The one lying in there is James!"