Madam Tang lay in her hospital bed, recovering slowly from the gunshot wound. The steady beep of the medical monitors and the sterile white walls had become familiar in her long stay here. Each day blended into the next.
Earlier today, the doctor had finally declared Madam Tang stable enough to be discharged in a few days' time. Tang Junjie and Tang Ziyi had whooped elatedly, immediately discussing meal plans and home care.
Madam Tang reached out and clasped each of their hands, tears shining in her eyes. She gave their hands a feeble squeeze. Though her body was battered, her spirit was bolstered by her sons' steadfast devotion. Their family would weather this storm together.
Li Chen and Zhang Mei entered Madam Tang's sunny hospital room, finding her sitting up in bed chatting with her two dutiful sons.
"Brother Chen!" Tang Ziyi exclaimed warmly, rushing over to shake Li Chen's hand. "We're so happy you could visit Mother today."
