Martina was anxiously waiting for the test results at the hospital when she heard the news.

She had gone to the hospital for a checkup after vomiting blood.

The doctor had a serious look on his face and questioned her about her feelings, her usual health condition, and her family history.

Martina had a bad feeling about it then.

Today was the day for the final results.

Oliver didn't know she was at the hospital and called her directly.

"Daniela is going to sell her 20% stake. If you want Andres to inherit Flores Group, you can't miss out on her shares."

Martina clutched the phone tightly and said in a hoarse voice, "I know. I'll find a way to buy them."

Oliver was taken aback, "Do you have the money?"

These shares had been exchanged for five hundred million yuan, and even if they were sold now, they would be worth more than five hundred million yuan. Where did Martina get the money to buy them?

"Don't worry about it." Martina quickly hung up the phone and got up to go to the doctor's office.

The doctor's face was heavy, "Based on the current diagnosis, it's gastric cancer."

Martina's body went limp, and she almost fell off the chair. "How is that possible? I always eat on time, I don't drink or overeat, I've never had any discomfort. How can I suddenly have gastric cancer?"

The doctor was a little helpless, "Cancer is a multi-factorial, multi-step, multi-stage development process that involves precancerous lesions, Helicobacter pylori infection, environmental diet, genetic inheritance, and many other factors. It's a very complex process."

With current medical technology, they still can't determine the exact cause of cancer.

"Most early-stage gastric cancer patients don't have any obvious symptoms. Unless they undergo strict physical examinations, in most cases..."

The doctor was talking when Martina suddenly interrupted, "I've been doing physical examinations all along, and I haven't found anything. So, I'm in the early stage now?"

She only vomited blood that day, and she hadn't felt anything unusual before that.

The doctor remained silent for a moment before asking, "I'm sorry, your cancer has spread. If you've been doing regular physical examinations, you might want to ask the examination agency."

"As for follow-up treatment, I suggest you discuss it with your family."

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Martina returned to the Flores Family villa in a daze, only to find Prescott sitting on the sofa, puffing away at a cigarette.

The entire living room was filled with smoke, a heavy stench of nicotine.

Martina couldn't help but cover her nose as soon as she entered, and her stomach, which had been feeling fine, started to ache slightly.

She couldn't help but speak up and advise, "Dad, your eyes are full of nicotine, you'll get lung cancer if you smoke too much. You should smoke less."

As always, Prescott only gave her a look before continuing to smoke as if nothing had happened.

"Mom, you can talk to Dad."

Madeline lifted her drooping triangular eyes and said coldly, "The old men in the village have been smoking all their lives, aren't they all doing fine? You're a married daughter, you're not counting on us for support, so don't worry about it!"

Martina's brow furrowed slightly.

A married daughter shouldn't worry?

So, why had they been asking her for money all these years?

Now Oliver had no money either, and the two of them were staying here, weren't they just hoping for her to pay?

Now they were saying she shouldn't worry?

She didn't want to worry, but thinking about her condition, she could only patiently persuade, "Nicotine is the number one killer of the lungs, many lung cancers..."

Before Martina could finish her sentence, Prescott slammed his walking stick on the ground with a loud "bang!"

"Are you cursing me to die early? Huh?"

Prescott glared at Martina with his bull-like eyes, full of anger.

Martina instinctively shrank her neck, unable to say another word of persuasion.

"Hey, you old geezer, how dare you talk to my mom like that?"

Andres, with one hand in his pocket and the other playing with a lighter, walked in with a cold smile.