Third person's POV
Tabitha lay on the bed, unsure of who would come next.
She just hoped it wouldn't be Derek again.
At that moment, the door opened.
Orson entered with a meal box containing a vegetable soup and a box of grilled chicken breast.
"Orson, I can't eat," Tabitha said.
"You have to. You're very weak right now, and you need to strengthen your immunity to fight against the wolfsbane. This is the vegetable soup and grilled chicken breast I prepared specially for you. Just eat a bit."
Olsen said, not revealing that Derek had ordered the meal. If Tabitha knew it, she would definitely refuse to eat it.
Tabitha did not refuse anymore, "Orson, I've lost my memory. Tell me about the past."
Orson was still recovering from the news of her memory loss. No wonder Tabitha had been acting strangely during their last two meetings.
"How did you lose your memory?" he asked.
Tabitha thought Derek was full of lies. What he said might not be the truth.
"It's not important anymore. Can you tell me what kind of person I was before?" Tabitha asked.
Orson didn't ask more, "You have been excellent since childhood, both in the werewolf school and medical school. You were not even eighteen when you went to college and were hailed as a genius. I knew about you on the day you entered college. You were shining like the sun. My mentor once said you were the most talented student he had ever seen, and you would make great achievements in the medical field in the future, but unfortunately..."
"What's the pity?" Tabitha asked.
"You gave up your studies for a man," Orson said.
Hearing this, Tabitha felt somewhat incredulous. She thought it absurd. "Was that man Derek?"
"Yes. But at that time, you were married secretly. No one knew you were his wife. A few years later, I saw you again at the hospital. Your father was seriously ill, and you were often running around the hospital. In the end, you got sick too," Orson said.
Tabitha gazed into Orson's eyes and said indifferently, "Did I love him very much in the past?"
"To the bone, even to the point where it seemed a bit humble," Orson spoke the truth.
"He must have hurt me many times, right?" Tabitha asked.
As for their previous relationship as mates, it was not Orson's place to comment. "In any case, the past is the past. Forgetting those things may not be a bad thing. Tabitha, take care of your health."
"Orson, do you think I can still survive until today? I am very clear about my current physical condition. Help me with the discharge procedures and take me away," Tabitha said.
Orson shook his head, "You are still the same as in the past, making the same choice whether you have lost your memory or not."
Orson did not tell Tabitha that Derek had already decided to give her chemotherapy.
Whether it was two years ago or now, they had no way to deal with Derek, who held all the power.
Saying it out loud would only add to Tabitha's troubles. Orson patiently comforted Tabitha.
Tabitha took a sip of the soup and stopped. Orson quickly looked at her, "What's wrong?"
"This soup..."
"Oh, it's made by the hospital restaurant. It tastes good. I thought it would help to supplement your nutrition," Orson made up a reason on the spot.
Tabitha couldn't put her finger on it but felt very familiar with the taste, so familiar that after drinking it, she had many complex emotions in her heart.
A nurse pushed a medicine bag over. Tabitha frowned, "Didn't I finish the morning medication?"
Orson was not good at lying and glanced away, "Yes, we'll give you some more anti-inflammatory and hemostatic."
Tabitha glanced at the medicine bag. Her face suddenly changed.
"Hemostasis requires paclitaxel? Orson. I have also studied medicine. These are all chemotherapy drugs, right?"
Paclitaxel is a highly effective anti-cancer drug extracted from the bark of the yew tree, with relatively mild side effects.
Orson sighed helplessly, "I knew I couldn't deceive you. Yes, this is a chemotherapy drug."