Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

A sense of unease suddenly welled up inside her, and she hurriedly asked the nurse next to her:

"Nurse, why does my mother have bruises on her body? What happened?"

The nurse glanced at it and said nonchalantly:

"Oh, that? She's been acting a bit crazy lately, out of control. Maybe she bumped into something by accident."

Upon hearing this, Liu Shiyin felt a pang of sadness.

She didn't believe her mother would bump into her for no reason, and she couldn't believe the nurse would treat the problem so casually.

She felt powerless and helpless, as if surrounded by a vast darkness.

After giving her mother a bath, Liu Shiyin stood by the window of the ward, her heart filled with helplessness and despair.

She was acutely aware that she could not provide her mother with better medical care, which made her feel deeply guilty and powerless.

She had no savings, no money, and could only watch helplessly as her mother struggled in the existing medical environment. Seeing the bruises on her mother's body, her heart ached as if it were being torn apart.

She knew that the bruises were likely caused by her mother falling or bumping into something while unattended, or perhaps her mother's unintentional behavior had angered the caregiver and resulted in retaliation, but she couldn't change the situation.

Liu Shiyin could only plead with the nurses and doctors again and again, hoping that they could show more care and attention to her mother.

In an almost pleading tone, she begged them not to let her mother get hurt again, not to let her fall again when no one was watching her. Her voice was full of entreaty and helplessness, which was incredibly moving.

However, reality was cruel. Although the nurses and doctors verbally agreed, Liu Shiyin knew that their busy schedules meant they couldn't pay attention to every patient at all times.

She could only rely on her own efforts to take care of her mother, even though her strength was so meager as to be almost negligible.

Liu Shiyin prayed silently, hoping that her mother would recover soon and that she would recognize her as her daughter again.

Her heart was filled with anticipation and hope, but also with helplessness and heartache.

She knew the road ahead would be long and difficult, but she would persevere until her mother recovered.

This time, Liu Shiyin left the hospital later than usual, her heart filled with longing, hoping to stay with her mother a little longer until her mother peacefully drifted off to sleep.

She then embarked on her journey back to the Huo residence, still choosing to walk, but this time, her steps were much heavier.

Night had fallen, and the streetlights flickered faintly, as if casting a soft shadow on Liu Shiyin's mood.

Her mother's haggard face lingered in her mind, and her visible exhaustion and weakness tore at her heart.

Thinking of her mother suffering from illness, Liu Shiyin's heart was filled with endless worry and sorrow.

Tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes and slid down her cheeks. Liu Shiyin tried to wipe them away with her hands, but the tears flowed more and more like beads from a broken string.

She felt an indescribable weariness and sadness, as if the whole world was pressing down on her shoulders.

Perhaps because she was too tired, or perhaps because she couldn't relieve the grievances and sadness in her heart, Liu Shiyin suddenly squatted down by the roadside.

She hugged her knees tightly with both hands, buried her head between her legs, and began to sob softly.

She wanted to wash away the pain and grievances in her heart with tears, hoping to find a moment of relief in this brief moment.