Following Robert, Max arrived in front of a room, not far from the old man's.
Knock! Knock!
"Can we come in?"
Robert knocked on the door, his hand trembling slightly.
A few seconds later, a young woman dressed in the white nurse uniform opened the door. She was beautiful, but Max was in no mood to admire her.
The nurse gave Robert a graceful bow and invited them inside.
"Thank you, Nurse Kim." Robert nodded at her and said, "Please give us the room for a while."
"Yes, Sir Governor." Nurse Kim nodded and stepped out of the room.
…
Max stared blankly at the woman lying unconscious on the bed with a peaceful look on her well-sculpted, beautiful but sickly pale face.
She was his mother, the woman who loved him the most in this world, played with him and took care of him.
Whenever he bruised himself while playing, he would run over to her while crying.
