The room was completely empty. The blanket and pillows on the hospital bed were arranged neatly and so were the sheets, as if no one had ever slept there before.
Samantha frowned and a bad feeling surfaced in her heart for some reason. The first thing she did was walk in, place everything she had bought on the sofa, then turn around and walk toward the nurse's station.
She came so often in the past that the nurses knew her well. They greeted her enthusiastically as soon as they saw her, "Ms. Larsson, you're here to visit your brother again?"
The nurse then realized that something was not quite right and said, "Wait a sec, your brother has been discharged from the hospital the day before yesterday. Why are you here again?"
'Discharged the day before yesterday?'
Samantha's expression changed drastically. "Who was the one who handled the discharge procedure for him?"
