When Old Man Miller's older son was twelve, he was suddenly diagnosed with uremia. The exorbitant medical fees crushed the already fractured family.
To pay for his older son's treatment, Old Man Miller began to work even more desperately than before.
But he was already old, and no matter how hard he worked, his earnings didn't increase by much.
The younger son didn't want his brother to pass away in pain like their mother had, nor did he want to see his father work himself to death, so he took the burden of his older brother's medical expenses upon himself.
At twenty-one years old, he borrowed a few hundred bucks, went to Vardenburg alone to find work, and did anything that made money—courier, delivery driver, you name it. Then he sent the vast majority of his income back home for his brother's treatment.
