In the emergency room, the doctor looked at my medical record, his brows furrowed deeply. "How did it get like this again? Didn't I tell you to take good care of yourself?"
She stared at me and said with a tone full of reproach, "Didn't Ms. Lorenger take care of you? She came last time and made me promise to make sure you recover properly."
I felt a bit dazed.
My first stomach upset also happened here?
That time, Saoirse helped me rush into the emergency room, her eyes red with anxiety. She gripped the doctor's hand, repeatedly asking what to do.
Soon after I was discharged, she put away all my work documents and personally cooked porridge for me.
She would come to the hospital every few days to discuss my diet with the doctor.
She did love me and care about me back then.
However, over time, her love and care already gone.
Perhaps I was too busy, too busy to attend to everyone's feelings.
I still remembered the last time Saoirse and I argued.
I stayed up for three days and three nights working on a project. And I missed the trip I promised her.
She flew into a rage at me for the first time.