Chapter 2The Secret Millionaire

Everything finally ended.

Julian satisfied lay beside me, soon emitted even snoring.

I however no sleepiness.

Body exhaustion reached peak, but heart that abnormal feeling more and more strong.

I struggled prop up body, pushed Julian beside, "Julian, you wake up..."

He confusedly "Mm"ed, half open eyes, mumbled asked: "What wrong, wifey?"

"My heart... special uncomfortable..." I difficultly organized language.

"Can't breathe... can we... go hospital look?"

Hearing "Hospital" two words, Julian seemed awake some.

He turned over, turned on bedside lamp, rubbed eyes, didn't first care my condition, instead yawned, carrying complaining tone said:

"Hospital? This middle of night go hospital for what?"

He reached hand touched my forehead.

"Still burn very high? Eat some Tylenol sleep a sleep fine. Go hospital is just blind toss."

"I tell you, our company that Little Wang, few days ago also felt self here uncomfortable there uncomfortable, insist run hospital, result you guess what?"

"Checked a big pile, nothing wrong, wasted over thousand dollars for nothing! Hospitals now ah, heart too black, just thinking ways take money from your pocket!"

His words, like a basin cold water, extinguished courage I just mustered.

Our budget this month already very tight.

If I go hospital, really like Little Wang checked a circle but fine, isn't it wasting Julian hard earned money for nothing.

He knew definitely will heartache, will pressure bigger.

Under weighing, that bit weak help seeking thought, by worry of wasting money and fluke psychology of maybe fine thoroughly overwhelmed.

However, Grim Reaper didn't give me chance wait till dawn.

Around 2 AM, a burst unprecedented severe pain fierce tore my chest!

That feeling indescribable, as if whole chest cavity instantly exploded, all air pumped empty.

I couldn't even emit a shout.

Extreme pain only lasted short few seconds.

Then, my consciousness became light floating, detached from that heavy and painful shell.

I "saw" myself still lying on bed, face under weak moonlight showed a kind of terrible blue grey.

And Julian, knew nothing about this, still sleeping sweet.