After My Father Woke Up, I Pulled the Plug

Summary

Seven days after my father suffered severe burns and was declared brain-dead, Daniel Shaw revived him in front of thirty million viewers.

Three minutes after he opened his eyes, I pulled out his ventilator.

The cardiac monitor let out a piercing alarm.

The color had barely returned to my father’s face before it flushed red again, and the veins in his neck bulged one after another.

He opened his mouth like a fish tossed onto dry land, his fingers clawing desperately at the bedsheets.

Outside the hospital room, reporters were still livestreaming.