My mother had an operation. Due to the epidemic, only one person could accompany her in the inpatient department. For the sake of convenience, my wife went there. I sat at the entrance of the elevator.
The elevator opened. A man in his 60s or so asked with an umbrella and a basket. Is this the fifth floor?
Later I learned that my friend was hospitalized, and the uncle came to see his friend. Since he couldn’t go in to visit, he contacted the patient’s family. A woman in her 40s came out. The uncle brought dozens of eggs, a tower of money, about 600- 1000, folded, asked about the situation at the door, and chatted. It turned out that I was afraid that the egg would break, so I reversed the car in the rain...
If the story ends here, it will be perfect, a true brother in life, exciting! ! But I witnessed the aftermath...
A few minutes later, another relative and friend came to visit empty-handed. There were more than 50 of them. They were neatly dressed. The woman stood up to greet them. After negotiating with the nurse on duty at the door, they took them in.
After more than ten minutes, they went in. People came out, but relatives and friends didn't show up. The uncle waited for another ten minutes, got up and left. He didn't know how to drive the elevator, so he asked me to help him. He walked to the elevator and said: Thank you, young man. They will come out after a while, please help. After that, I drove away...
It has been more than an hour since the uncle left, and the family members haven't come out yet...
