"Mom, these medical reports can be forged. Don't trust her too easily," I said, quickly taking away the report.
Mom just nodded blankly, tried to get up to leave, but the next second she suddenly passed out.
"Mom!"
After rushing Mom to the hospital, she was whisked into the ER. After the check–up, the doctor said she had anaemia. She must have seriously rattled Monica by back at the cafe.
But Mom's condition was not too bad, a few days in the hospital, then some good rest and care should do the trick. Sitting in the single room, watching mom already deep in sleep, my mood was in the pits. In my past life, she endured all this on her own, never letting me in on her pain. I was not a good daughter, but luckily, life had given me a second chance to make it right.
