Chapter 17

Ol' Joe got out of the car quickly, set up the wheelchair, and carried Elijah onto the wheelchair.

"Let's go."

The man in the wheelchair smiled at her. "You lead the way."

Sally led the way into the hospital. She was not quite sure how she should feel.

They silently walked past the lobby.

When they got into the elevator, Sally could not contain her curiosity anymore and turned to look at Elijah. "Grandpa Moses said that you're not fond of crowds and you don't like talking to strangers. Why do you insist on visiting my Grandma this time?"

Before she met him, she had a hunch that the man was unemotional.

Now that they met, she discovered that not only he was unemotional, but also aloof.

He was not someone who would want to gossip with her extended family.

"Because I'm curious."

"What are you curious about?"

The men turned his head and looked at her petite figure through the silk ribbon. "I wonder what's your family like, to raise a silly little girl like you."

Sally was at a loss for words.

"My family is… normal."

She pressed her lips. "That's not the main point. The main point is that I'm not silly."

"Details, details." The man in the wheelchair smiled.

Sally was not in the mood to quibble with him. She looked worriedly at the changing number on the elevator.

On one hand, she was worried about her Grandma's condition.

On the other hand, she was worried that her two other aunts might be there.

Ding!

The elevator reached the fifteenth floor.

"This is such an expensive hospital. Where did you get all the money from?"

The shrill voice of a woman could be heard once the elevator doors opened.

"That's not the time to talk about that, Sis. Mom is still in the resuscitation room, and we don't know what's going to happen to her."

"Let's not talk about Mom for now. Where did you get so much money? This emergency procedure isn't cheap either. It should cost a few ten thousand Yuan, right? That money can already buy us a few acres of land in the village…"

"That's right. You know that we don't have much money, right? Where did you get the money? Mom is already old. We don't have to spend too much on her. She's already one foot in the grave anyway. Why not save that money and split it between us…"

Sally heard her two aunts discussing money with her uncle as soon as she stepped out of the elevator.

The veins on her forehead bulged.

"Sharon, Sylvia, to be honest, I don't have much money on me now. Even if I have any, that is for treating Mom's illness!"

Shawn Summers, Sally's uncle, was trapped in between his two sisters. He seemed impatient. "We don't even know if Mom can make it through yet. Why are you talking about money?"

"She's already old and she'll be gone soon, but we'll be living for a long time."

"That's right. When Mom passes, her soul in heaven wouldn't want to see us suffer in the village. You don't have to waste all the money on her.."

His two sisters, Sharon Summers and Sylvia Summers, were bickering with him. If they had their way, they would probably raid his pockets for spare change.

Sally's fists were clenched tightly as she walked toward them. She stood in front of her uncle Shawn. "Aunt Sharon, Aunt Sylvia, Grandma is still in the resuscitation room. How could you be saying that right outside?"

Aunt Sharon glanced at Sally and smirked. "We adults are talking here. Since when do outsiders get to butt in?"

"That's right. The Summers family has already done our duty by raising you for twenty years. What happens here is none of your business anymore!"

Sally gritted her teeth and glared at the two middle-aged women in front of her. "Even if I don't belong to the Summers family anymore, I know my priorities. I only know that we can save Grandma as long as there is hope!

"The two of you ought to be ashamed for yourselves when an outsider like me cares more about Grandma than you!"