Dim natural light streamed into the room, where a hospital bed stretched nearly the length of one wall. A monk, two translators and four of my fellow correspondents crowded around me as a Taoist doctor rattled off my diagnosis.
“Cancer...
“No, breast disease...
“No, not now. In the future. Maybe.”
I panicked, searching the eyes of each person in the room for reassurance. Nothing. My colleagues looked glad they were not in my position.
