They finally arrived at the hospital - the largest one in this city. Standing outside the ward with the best equipment, they saw only Emma sitting inside through the glass window of the door. It seemed that she was crying. Mrs. Thomas pushed the door and came in, which stunned Emma. She stood up right away, sobbed and said, "Mom, Charles, Sarah. You came."
"How is your father now?" Mrs. Thomas asked.
Following Mrs. Thomas, Sarah and Charles walked into the ward. They noticed Mr. Thomas lying on the bed with a drip in his arm, and they were quite worried about him. He was either asleep or in a coma - he looked pale with eyes closed tightly. They looked at Emma swiftly to get answers.
Emma answered, "The doctors have already checked everything. But I still haven't gotten the report. Tomorrow we will know."
"Why did my father fall ill?" Charles inquired, with a cold face.
