After I found a suitable kidney donor, my husband refused to let me have the surgery.

He was too busy accompanying his first love for her exam and wouldn't sign the consent form for the surgery.

When I asked him to come back, he scolded me, saying, "How can you be so selfish? Do you know how long Jasmine has been waiting for this opportunity? If your surgery is delayed a few days, it won’t be the end of the world!"

It wasn’t until I bled out and died on the operating table that he panicked.