When the little old man went back, he felt immense comfort in his body. The feeling in his body was indescribable.
When the nurses at the service counter saw the little old man, they were slightly astonished. One of the female nurses gazed at him and said, "Uncle, your complexion looks much better than before!"
The little old man was enjoying the refreshing feeling over his whole body. With a smile, he replied, "Is that so?"
He could already feel it but when the nurse said it out, it made his mood pretty good. Then, he added, "This illness must be getting better."
The nurses nodded as they smiled but in their hearts, they felt tragic. They knew what sickness the Uncle had. It was impossible to recover from it. The only reason they didn't mention the outcome of the sickness was that they were afraid that the Uncle would get depressed.
The Uncle returned to his ward.
The nurses started whispering among themselves.
