When Frankie rushed to the second floor, he immediately spotted his sister on the ground, receiving CPR!
Rebecca was pale and weak, and the sight of her made his heart stop.
This was a hospital. Why was such a primitive method of resuscitation being used?
Where were the machines?
Why weren't the machines being used?
A flurry of questions raced through Frankie's mind as he saw a middle-aged woman beating the person performing CPR on his sister...
She yanked at the woman's hair, bellowing, "Go away! My daughter-in-law doesn't need to be saved! Wouldn't it be better if she just passed peacefully? We can't afford her treatment! Are you trying to drive our family to bankruptcy?"
