Don't Die First

After eating the chicken porridge, Oscar's stomach felt warm. Not only his stomach, even his heart felt warm. How could his heart not feel warm considering that his ex-wife was willing to wake up early just to make him chicken porridge. The man's eyes followed Lisa who got up from the chair and carried the tray of the dirty dish out of the room. 

"Can't you just get used to it?" Lisa grumbled as she closed the door with her foot.

"Ouch, it hurts!" Oscar shouted suddenly. The man raised his hand and touched his chest while groaning in pain.

Lisa immediately turned around. Her heart seemed to stop beating when she saw the man touch her chest. 

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Oscar, don't scare me please!" Lisa was standing by the patient's bed and her thumb wanted to press the button to call the nurse. "Shall I call the nurse? Oh, don't die yet!"