It’s been half a year since I came to Canada. During this time. I’ve fallen in love with mountain climbing and exploration, as if only by walking in the sunshine can 1 forget the past darkness.


    The death certificate was fake. The bodyguard who had been monitoring me was bribed. Ten million dors, enough for him to do my bidding.


    My parents are still alive. They’ve changed thepany name, refinanced and gone public, appearing before the world.


    Today, as I was climbing up the slopes of Mount Everest, an avnche urred.


    Just as the snowstorm was about to engulf me, a hand suddenly grabbed me and pulled me away.


    When I regained consciousness, I found myself in a cave. Across from me sat a man in a red mountaineering suit, truly resting.


    He must be the one who saved me from the blizzard.


    “Hello?”


    “Uh… thank you for saving me…”


    “Conserve your strength, don’t speak.”


    His tone was disdainful, but since he had saved my life, I should at least find out his identity and then offer him a proper reward.


    However, after the avnche, he still wanted to climb to the summit.


    “Hey, this was just a warning. There’ll be an even bigger avnche ahead. If you go down now, you might still make it!”


    “Boring!”


    I had never met such an impolite person. Angered, I followed him, wanting to argue.


    “I’m telling you, going up now is just courting death. Do you understand!”


    “Hey! Are you crazy?”


    He still ignored me. Even though he was wearing a thick mountaineering suit, his figure was about the same as mine – which meant his build was simr to a woman’s.


    But how could a man’s physique be the same as mine?


    I twisted my hiking pole, wanting to hook onto his backpack to make him stop, but before I could act, the person in front of me disappeared.


    Then I heard rapid friction sounds, and looking in the direction of the sound, I saw him rolling down the mountainside.


    It was all rocks down there. At this rate, he would definitely be smashed to death.


    “Since you saved my life, I’ll give it a try!”


    I quickly discarded my backpack and recklessly rushed down, sliding on the t areas. Finally, I managed to hook him with my hiking pole.


    He had already passed out. Fortunately, the recent avnche had covered the steep mountain path with snow, so I dragged him down for half


    an hour until we reached the rescue station.


    An ambnce soon arrived to take him away. I wanted to contact his family, but the emergency contact column on his medical record was empty. Helpless, I could only follow him to the hospital.


    “He’s suffered cerebral hypoxia, and his leg is shattered. He needs immediate surgery<b>!</b>”


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    The nurse handed me the surgery consent form to sign. I was about to refuse, but then I thought about how that guy didn’t even fill in any family information on <i>his </i>medical record – he probably had no close rtives.


    Overwhelmed by sympathy, I signed as his girlfriend. But after the surgery was sessful, the doctor quietly called me out again.


    “Ms. Hill, after our careful examination, your boyfriend is diagnosed with amyotrophicteral sclerosis, also known as ALS.”


    ALS, a disease that slowly robs the body of its functions, leaving the patient bedridden in the end.


    So that’s why he was so eager to reach the summit? Because of this?


    “I understand, doctor. Is there any way to treat his current symptoms, even if it’s just to dy the progression of the disease?”


    “We can use some auxiliary medications to help reduce the frequency of attacks, but they don’t address the root cause. Most importantly, patients diagnosed with this disease usually only have 3 to 5 years left. Please be mentally prepared, Ms. <b>Hill</b>.”


    Mental preparation is indeed necessary. After all, he had just saved my life, so if I were to just leave, it wouldn’t be very righteous of me. <fneafc> Chapters first released on FιndNovel</fneafc>


    “Okay, thank you, doctor.”


    When I returned to the ward, he was already awake.


    Gazing nkly at the ceiling, he rolled his eyes at me as I entered.


    “Hey, why are you being like this!”


    Then I got another eye roll.