"Food poisoning?" Mrs. Brown was the first person that Selina thought of when she woke up in the hospital the next day and knew about the diagnosis.

"Where's David?" He had eaten the breakfast, too!

"Mommy." A calm and collected but milky voice rang out. She looked over and David was tapping his fingers rapidly on the keyboard without looking up.

"Mommy, are you feeling better?" It just so happened that the patient next to Selina was also a mother accompanied by her son. The little one had a worried look on his face and pouted at his mother's injured arm as if it would have made his mother feel...