On to my attempts to read every comic book ever written. I am presently resuming my reading of Peter David's 80-issue run on Supergirl, the version that isn't Superman's cousin from Krypton but is rather the Matrix-Lana Lang DNA-Earth Angel-Linda Danvers hybrid.
So this is what happens: Supergirl's sort-of-boyfriend Dick Malverne is struck with some stage 4 cancer, and through a series of misadventures she inadvertently causes the cancer to progress and worsen and he dies. A cult is formed that regards Supergirl as an angel who can work miracles, so people with cancer cancer cancer and stuff flock to her for cure. In pure baseline karindihan she flees and sees some people in trouble. One woman tells Supergirl to please help her because she has to get home because her husband has, you guess it, lung cancer. Of course Supergirl only has one thing to say, and, all together now (and special mention to Uni-Horned Beef Jerky Alanis Whore) ALL TOGETHER NOW: