"Mrs. Malone..."
...
Before I finished greeting Kate, she stuffed her ID card and medicare card into my hands.
"Stop dawdling. Go register it for me. The pain in my feet is about to kill me!"
She sounded impatient. She kept rolling her eyes while speaking.
It seemed like she found me an eyesore.
I was a bit at a loss, looking at Alice.
But I found that she was smiling at the pendant she had given me, which was hanging around my neck.
She smiled so strangely.
Before I had a chance to take a closer look, Kate kicked me with her other uninjured leg.
"Why aren't you going yet? Are you trying to slack off?"
Suddenly coming to my senses, I dragged my injured leg and ran around. I was as busy as a bee for the whole afternoon.
Finally, Kate was arranged into a ward.
But she was not satisfied.
"I'm so tired today, Dora, go get me some water for foot-washing."
I couldn't help but look at Alice, who was sitting on the side and playing a game. I finally couldn't bear it.
"Mrs. Malone, I haven't eaten all day, and I feel dizzy."
"Let Alice do it."
At my words, Kate's eyes instantly burned with anger as she said, "Dora White!"
Suddenly, she changed her tone, affectionately pulled my hand, and let me lie down on the bed. Then she said, "Dora, rest if you're tired. I'll let Alice do it."
Alice put down her cell phone.
She pitifully held a basin and walked out. Looking at me with grievances, she said, "Dora, don't be angry. I'll go now."
I was a little confused, wondering what was going on.
When I turned around, I met Troy, who was serious and angry.
"Dora, I sent you here to take care of my mother, but you lay here instead?"
I stuttered inexplicably. I was just about to explain it to him.
Alice screamed and dropped the basin on the other end.
"Troy, it's so hot..."
Her fingers, where there was a delicate manicure, were burned and blistered.
Kate hadn't said anything yet.
Troy stared at me fiercely first.
"Dora, look at what you've done."
"You are not a princess, but you act like one. If you went to fetch water, Alice wouldn't get burned."
I looked at Troy in disbelief.
It had been five minutes since he came in.
During this period, he cared for his mother and felt sorry for his sister.
He didn't see that my knee was bleeding.
Taking my handbag, I was about to leave.
But Troy didn't show any intention of chasing after me.