"Don't cry, sis. You still have me, you know. I can protect you." Martin, leaning in Ava's arms, patted Ava's back comfortingly with his little hands.
Since they lost their parents, he had been determined to protect his sister and not let her be so depressed. Although he was still young, he could only help with small things.
Ava hugged Martin tightly, as if afraid of losing him. After hugging for a while, she wiped away her tears and let go of Martin. "Martin, let's go home."
If this hospital didn't want to accommodate him, there were other hospitals.
After simply packing her clothes, Ava took Martin and left the City's Hospital.
As soon as she got home, she settled Martin down first, and then went out to find another hospital with capacity to treat septicemia. But the problem was not that there were no hospitals to accept him, but that the treatment fee was so huge that she could not afford it.
