I Walked Away From My Family to Survive

After my family’s physical, I went to collect the results.

The report suggested I might have stomach cancer. But when I went back for further testing, I noticed something odd—my sample didn’t match my brother’s.

My brother and I had always been close, so I rushed home overnight to bring him to Texas for a re-examination.

By the time I arrived, it was already dawn. The house lights were still on.

I had just reached the door when I heard his voice inside, grumbling:

“Stomach cancer? How much is that going to cost?”

Then his fiancée’s name slipped out.