In the blink of an eye, a month had passed, and it was time for Amelia Sanchez to be discharged from the hospital as scheduled.
Upon leaving the hospital, Amelia took a deep breath of fresh air. It was so refreshing!
Oliver Foster stood beside Amelia, watching her. Everyone else had left, and there wasn't a single person left to pick them up from the hospital. Even Osbert Lewis had been taken away by Elder Foster, claiming that he should see more of the world.
Osbert was reluctant, but Elder Foster had ways to persuade him.
Amelia remarked that the elderly are craftier, as her grandfather had solved a huge problem for them.
Otherwise, she would still be in debt for three more months.
"How do you like the outside world?"
Oliver's face radiated an elegant smile.
Amelia turned to look at Oliver: "Of course it's better, who would want to lie in a hospital bed all day? I was practically becoming a zombie."
Amelia laughed and squinted her eyes, hugging Oliver's arm, "Shall we go?"