In the hospital

In the ward, sitting next to Albert Galler , Mona held a bowl of steaming porridge. She cooled a spoon of porridge carefully to feed Albert Galler .

Instead of being vigorous as before, Albert Galler now was weak like an old man with his mouth trembling slightly.

Mona worried about him and said, "Dad, take care of yourself. I'll deal with the things in the company well."

"Ahem." Perhaps Albert Galler was choked by the ...