I could tell that this old man had been dwelling on the past. Same goes to his wife.
However, I was helpless to give him any comfort. Only a few people were empathetic enough to share the same feelings. No one knew how it felt like unless he was the man in question. All the comfort seemed froth and useless.
As my mind was brimmed with ideas on designing something that would satisfy him, I forgot how we actually said goodbye.
Once I exited the ward, Martin suggested to go see Mell.
I could never refuse a president's request, so I nodded and agreed.
Returning to Mell's ward, I saw him playing with toy blocks on the bed. He looked serious.
He immediately looked over as he heard my voice. His eyes lit up brightly like the stars right away.
"Mum, you're back."
I spread my arms and hugge
