Two days had passed since the incident and still Susan had no idea on how to make it out of the hospital.

"Doctor, how should I give my grandmother this laxative?" Nancy's small voice sounded from the hallway.

"Laxative? I hope that stupid snoring old woman dies from constipation or better still from a running stomach,” Susan cursed as she heard Nancy. Susan's eyes brightened as she stood up excited.

"Laxatives, I got it, hahaha Laxatives... Oh Susan, you are a genius," Susan spared no effort in praising herself as she jumped up and down.

Soon after, Nancy came in with a white coloured bag, there was absolutely no need...