When Frankie rushed to the second floor, he immediately spotted his sister on the ground, receiving CPR!
Rebecca was pale and weak, and the sight of her made his heart stop.
This was a hospital. Why was such a primitive method of resuscitation being used?
Where were the machines?
Why weren't the machines being used?
A flurry of questions raced through Frankie's mind as he saw a middle-aged woman beating the person performing CPR on his sister...
She yanked at the woman's hair, bellowing, "Go away! My daughter-in-law doesn't need to be saved! Wouldn't it be better if she just passed peacefully? We can't afford her treatment! Are you trying to drive our family to bankruptcy?"
Rebecca's husband also said, "The cost of treatment is seventy thousand and the monthly medical fee is ten thousand. I'm useless!, Even if you bring my wife back, our family will still have to face this hardship. My brother-in-law's family isn't rich either, otherwise, my wife wouldn't choose to give up…"
