"Mom, don't talk too much. The doctor said you should have more rest. You can't get preoccupied."
Nancy came in, pulling the covers up for her mom.
When Wendy saw her, her eyes were tender. She took her hand and said, "Where have you been? The nurse has been looking for you all morning.”
Nancy said, "...I went to withdraw money. I have to pay for it."
"Oh, do you have enough money? If it's not enough, take money from my card. You know the password. "
Nancy gently sat down beside her bed and said in a soft voice, "It’s enough. We have such a big industry. We can't even afford the medical expenses."
Mom's card?
Maybe it has been controlled by uncle and aunt for a long time.
Her family's money, industry and everything have now become their own. They don't even take her mom to see a do
