Cherish Turner felt a little thirsty and quietly said, "I'll be right back," as she tiptoed out of the consulting room.
There was a little girl receiving an IV drip nearby, accompanied by her mother. Both were dressed simply, the little girl was smart and cute, while the woman looked quite thin. The bag she was holding was partially damaged, suggesting that they were not well-off. Unable to sit still for long, the little girl started to make a fuss, "Mom, I want to eat fruit canned fruit!"
"Baby, after we finish the drip, I'll buy you some. We can eat it when we get home, okay?" the woman tried to persuade her gently.
The little girl kicked her legs and stubbornly said, "No, no, I want to eat now! I want it right now!"
