Watching them leave in the police car.

I smiled and said, "Since Sun Wenle is still asleep, let's go fill our stomachs first."

Mom pulled me and said matter-of-factly, "Yes, let's go eat hot pot to celebrate. Today is really a good day."

I asked the nurse to find me the cheapest caregiver.

Auntie charges eighty yuan a day, she takes care of six patients alone, only helping with the most basic tasks.

Sun Wenle, he only deserves the cheapest.

I only paid for one day at eighty yuan.

After we ate and drank our fill, we carried a bowl of white porridge back to the hospital.

Pushing open the ward, Sun Wenle was throwing a tantrum, angrily saying, "I just wanted to smoke, why can't I?"

With this temper, he'll have to endure a few more days.

Seeing me come in, Sun Wenle looked aggrieved, "Wife, they are bullying me. What's wrong with smoking? We have paid a lot of taxes to the country, made so many contributions, why can't I smoke?"

I rolled my eyes at him, this is a shared room, he's just being unreasonable.

Mom chuckled, "Why don't you pay more to stay in a single room, then no one will stop you."

In the middle bed is an old lady, she coughed softly and intermittently, saying, "I have late-stage lung cancer, I really can't inhale secondhand smoke anymore, I don't want to."

The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she became, and she ended up crying.

The old lady has no family around, not even willing to hire a caregiver.

Being sick is already frustrating, she couldn't hold back.