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After getting off the bus, Edison took the train to the city and came all the way to the hospital. He walked into the ward with the lunch box, "Mom, dad, I’m coming." His parent was not rich enough to give him some good stuff during his childhood, but he never cares about how much money they have. His parents give him and Sabrina all their love. Albert is eating breakfast with one leg hanging in the air. He looks good after the operation. It's all for Edison’s magic hand. "Why are you here?" Albert put on an arrogant look, holding half piece of bread in his hands. He didn't look like a patient being treated. He’s taking a vocation. "Feeling better?" Edison put the lunch box on the cabinet and sat on the chair beside the bed. "I’m doing good. Aren't you running a fish pond? That's a g