Chapter 230. Fainted

"Trisha, honey, I will be right behind you. I think I need to wear a pad," Trixie whispered as she felt like she was having her first day of Aunt Flow for her monthly visit.

"Okay, you remember my mom's ward number, right?" Trisha replied with a nod.

"Yeah, go ahead. Your mom must be waiting for you already," Trixie shooed Trisha away. She doesn't remember the number, but she can always ask the nurses as she knows the patient's name anyway.

Trisha walked hurriedly. Not because Trixie was dragging her slowly earlier, only that she felt like her legs were being pulled with urgency to see her mom right away.

Finally, she arrived at her mom's ward. There was a man in a doctor's gown, so she greeted him.

"Hi, doc!"

The man was holding a syringe stuck into the patient's drip on one of its tube's injection ports. Trisha was startled when she saw the man's face. He wasn't one of the doctors Trisha had ever spoken about her mom's conditions with. Could he