She walked out of the hospital. A handful of nurses pointing at her secretly, discussing in hushed whispers.
"What do you guys think she works as? She obviously looks poor. How did she get so much money all of a sudden? I remember she did not have enough money to pay the medical bills at the start and only finished paying everything after a few days."
"She only goes out at night. Can't you guess how a woman can make money?" Another nurse continued.
"Well, yes. I've seen wounds on her body sometimes. Obviously, that's what she does."
"Okay, stop this conversation. She'll hear this. She is very pitiful, too, so we shouldn't talk behind her back. After all, she is doing this for her daughter. It isn't the time to hate the job of the woman who is doing this for her daughter. We just need to know that she is an amazing mother. A mother's love is the greatest. I won't hesitate to cut ties with whoever talks bad about her from now on."
