Squatted in the corner for a long, long time.
Remembering nothing, knowing nothing, having experienced the pain of beloved relatives distancing themselves, the grandfather and grandfather... hoping that the kind face awaited her return home every year for the holidays, for the seasides.
Unclear how much time had passed, day seemed to have already broken, the hospital grew gradually busier, she got up, wiped her tears, and returned to the room, the towel soaked in warm water, carefully wiping her grandmother's face and hands.
The uncle appeared earlier than usual, also helping to wipe the other hand of the grandmother, his expression grave.
The feeling wasn't good, he had come over early in the morning, and it wasn't the uncle who brought her breakfast, it must be urgent, Leh Ying suddenly looked up, "There's something wrong, right?"
Being all family, the uncle admitted openly, "The test results are out, the situation isn't optimistic, I'm here to coordinate."
