I collect the car and start home, I said to her mother's cafe owner is sick lover should consider staying a few days. When I went to the parent page has moved to the recovery room, sad faces, Kieu Trang, my brother, Ba Trang are somber, it does not say anything, we looked at each other and silently. When the doctor informed her treatment be some doctor out, we're into the hallway, and the room directly, ask dad page:
- My wife was so so, sir.
- Geez ... so light ... .He sighed. Being heart tumor, heart valve insufficiency.
- Then to calculate how sir.
- Must surgery.
- consuming no doctors.
- Geez ... ..chac thoughtfully, his voice deep, close to a hundred million.
- I look sister, brother ... I bent surface. Page down on my shoulder whimpering child, we went out to the village is three pages and physician to discuss further.
1 hundred million is the amount utopia, my father still owed, the page is only little land tẹo that sells well is how many rolls that make what one wants to buy. An inability to come up on the face of the pillars austere, Ba Kieu Trang silent, tears men always flowing into it than women doubly painful.
In 3 days, the city I mother Kieu Trang still hospitalized, perhaps lying on the rather refreshing and no money to run the service. I do not know what to do more for the girl that I still called her that if nothing changes Kieu Trang my wife would probably be true, because only you fully converged weak me to my wife, a son rather special circumstances.
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