"You should sleep a little more, Mrs. Carlson," the nurse said while she stopped the food cart near the bed. "Also, please don't move too much, the bandage on your face might accidentally slip in your mouth, it'd be difficult for you to eat."
She served the food on the table beside the bed and murmured, "You went through so much last night. It must've been hard."
"Nurse, where's my family?" Chelsea asked.
The nurse paused for a moment, and Chelsea could see a trace of pity in her eyes.
"Did none of you inform them about the attack I got last night?"
"The cops already informed your husband, Ma'am," the young nurse replied. "But he didn't pick up the phone."
"How about my mother?"
"Your mother picked up the phone and panicked when she heard the news. But she can't leave the house because she said she was not feeling well, so she just told us to do whatever we can to save you…."
