[Charlie's perspective]
*The nurse's voice came from my ear.* "Patient of Bed 07, wake up now, it's time to extract blood.”
The cold needle stuck into my blood vessel, and I had some slight pain. When I opened my eyes, it was full of bluish pinhole marks. This was all my marks since I was hospitalized. I felt that my blood vessels can't draw blood anymore.
The sunshine at noon was full of warmth, which made me forget the fact that I was still a patient for a short time.
Nurse: "Patient, it's time to take your medicine. Anyway, someone will come to you this afternoon."
(The nurse dragged the cart of medicine in front of me and put some medicine in my hand.)
*I summoned the courage to ask* "Nurse ... How many course of treatment I am going to take...?”
Nurse: "This is less than a course of treatment, at least three or four courses of treatment maybe, which is already short."