"No! Don't! Don't close the door!" The thick and heavy door with rose-engravings closed with a thunderous thud, which startled her awake.
"No! No!" she screeched in fear. She sat bolt upright in bed and noticed the older woman looking at her in confusion inside this VIP ward. She then softly explained, "Auntie, sorry; I had a nightmare."
"It's fine; it's fine. You're now awake. It must've been because you were too busy taking care of Baby." Madam Ji took some tissue to wipe the sweat on her forehead, sounding heartbroken. "You should rest properly. You will end up falling sick if you continue overworking yourself. How should I explain this to your mother if you fall sick?"
"Don't worry. Even if I really fall sick, it will not be your fault. Taking care of the boy is my honor and happiness. He is a good child that anyone will love. I feel happy just by looking at him." She received the tissue from the older woman and wiped her sweat herself.
