In a spacious room was built with many panes of glass and white walls. Many patients were resting on the beds.
This place was a modern hospital in a big city.
Amid the noise and the sea of people, a young doctor had been taking care of a patient—just like all the others.
On one of the beds was a young girl, around 12 to 14 years old, her face pale but with a faint spark of life in her eyes.
"U-uncle… when will I get better?" The young girl asked with a soft and weak tone.
Hector looked at the young girl's face and glanced at the monitor device carefully. After a few brief seconds, he said.
"Don't worry, you'll get better! I'm certain of it."
Hector quickly wrote a few words in his notes after observing his patient.
That was the note where he always wrote down the details to monitor the patient's treatment process
"Thank you, Doctor! I'm so grateful to you..." Nearby, the mother of the patient said, her voice filled with relief.
