There was worry on his face. Maybe something happened in there? The nurse didn't say anything, but from her running was something wrong in there?
Is it possible?
Our faces changed too. The laughter that had just occurred, now became tense again. My father and I were worried, and worried about the mother who was inside.
The door was closed, nothing came out of it again. My father and I approached the door, "Excuse me! Get out of the way! Give me a way!" the nurse said.
The nurse returned, and she carried a bag filled with blood.
"What happened, nurse in there?" I asked the nurse.
He didn't really want to answer, but should he answer anyway.
"The patient's blood pressure is dropping. The doctor asked for additional blood for the patient! Sorry, I have to go in immediately!" He left again quickly.
"What?"
"Mother?"
