The cunning man
Bryana entered a room that was quite narrow for her. There is only one mini-size bed with a blue bedsheet where a middle-aged woman is lying weakly and using a chest-length blanket of the same color as the sheet. Fin invited her to sit on the brown wooden chair beside the bed. She looked pityingly at the middle-aged woman in front of her who looked so limply pale and thin.
"When will she be taken to the hospital?" Bryan asked.
"Later in the afternoon," said Fin, who was standing beside Bryana.
"She's the one who took care of you since childhood?" Bryana asked again.
"Yeah. I can't just ignore it. she is like my own biological mother, so no matter how much it costs me for her treatment, I will try to find her. Lucky, you want to lend," said Fin sadly.
Bryana nodded her head. "I gave it for free, not to lend. I will pay for your aunt's medical expenses until she recovers," she said.
"Thank you, ma'am," said Fin.