Charlotte pretended to be in pain, and she grabbed Cecelia's arm and pinched it until it was bruised.
Cecelia panicked and wrapped her arms around Charlotte, who had already lost Rodney and couldn't take any more pain from the loss of her loved ones.
She hugged Charlotte tightly, and her voice even changed nervously, "Charlotte, do you have a stomachache? I will send you to the hospital. It's all my fault. I knew that your placenta is unstable and I should not let you be so emotional. Forget about staying here, you should have stayed in the hospital for two more days until you were completely fine before you were discharged."
"No, no, I don't want to go to the hospital." Charlotte grabbed Cecelia's hands, "Mom, don't send me to the hospital, I want to be with my grandpa for the last time. Don't send me to the hospital. I can do it, I can do it, you can see I can stand up."
With that, Charlotte struggled to get up against Cecelia's body. Pretending her legs were weak, she collapsed into Cecelia's arms again.
"Don't move, don't rush, take your time." Cecelia carefully helped Charlotte to the edge of the bed, laid her down, removed her shoes, and laid her legs flat on the bed, covering her with a thin blanket.
"Mom, I'm really okay." Charlotte choked back a sob as her eyes reddened once again.
"Don’t move." Cecelia frowned, distressed, "I'll get you a cup of hot water. You lie down and take it easy."
The room had an automatic hot water dispenser, and while Cecelia was boiling hot water, she took out her cell phone and called the director of the military hospital.
A few moments later, the call was answered.
"Doctor, Charlotte has some abdominal pain again. I'm sorry, but she snuck home last night and I couldn't stop it." Cecelia asked anxiously.
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