"How's my mother's condition?" Dylan's tired voice as soon as he stepped through the door of the house.
"Today, she seems to be doing better than before," replied the nurse by his side.
"You can take a rest, I want to spend some time with her alone," said Dylan and made his way towards his mother's room.
As he entered the dimly lit room, he found his father sitting beside his mother as he held her hand tightly. His eyes were closed which showed he was sleeping in that sitting position. But Dylan knew he wasn't sleeping. He had hardly been sleeping because of Zhao Wei's condition. Even now, he was just resting his eyes. Dylan placed his hand on his father's shoulder gently and he immediately opened his eyes to look at him.
"Dad, you should eat something now," said Dylan. "I'm here with mom for an hour."
