My mom nodded and hurried out of the ward.
Although I wasn't fully recovered yet, I was afraid that someone might hurt their feet, so I helped myself down to clean up the glass fragments shattered on the floor.
Finally, I wrapped the broken glass with a tissue and put it in the trash can.
The spilled water on the ground was also wiped with a towel. When it was cleaned up, there was already a sheen of sweat behind my back.
My mother didn't come back for a long time after leaving. I was worried about Mell, so I got up and went to see him.
When I arrived there, I was relieved to not see my father around.
Since I was sick, I couldn't get in even if I wore the sterile gown. I could only resort to my phone to talk to Mell.
Good news was his health had improved a little during this period
