Aaron walked down the hospital corridor which looked very quiet. Of course, because it was half-past two in the morning. he walked at a leisurely pace, occasionally glancing at the door of the inpatient room and seeing that patients were being treated and some families looked after them as well.
Inside the magnificent hospital which is dominated by brownish-white wall paint, Aaron is about to visit his mother who has been in a coma for two months. he often stayed at the hospital, because he couldn't bear to leave his mother alone while his grandfather had to stay at home because his health was getting worse with age.
Arriving at the VVIP room which is where his mother is, Aaron immediately entered and was surprised to see a man sitting holding his mother's hand. he had not seen the man's face, but he was sure it was not his grandfather because his posture was much more manly and his hair was not as much white as his grandfather.
