Estella gently rubbed Berenice's arms. She knew that the woman she had just met was devastated by her son's condition.
"Calm yourself. I know this is very hard for you. But my husband and I have tried to take care of him and take good care of him. I'm sorry if the wound on his right chest has not been able to heal properly. The wound is very deep and also damaged several his ribs." Estella said.
Berenice shook her head and looked at Estella who was sitting beside her.
"No, Estella. I'm very grateful to you and your husband. If you didn't help my son, then I don't know how my son is now." Berenice said. She was still crying and trying to catch her breath.
"Listen to me, Berenice. I have to talk to you about this."
"About what?"
"Breathe well first and wipe your tears. I'll get you a glass of water and then we'll talk." Estella said.
Berenice then fell silent. And she started to wipe her tears.
