Excuse me! Coming through! (` - the loud voice coming from the small, petite girl sent bystanders to look her way, which she paid no attention to; time is ticking, and she has only a few minutes left before visiting hours is over. She blames herself for being late, not the traffic, as per usual, thinking that she could have gone earlier if she didn't accept the offer of fifteen minutes more shooting time for the magazine, which actually ended up being thirty. Once she reaches the door, the worried look on her face was quickly wiped out by a composed smile, knocking on the white coated wood before entering ) Unnie, I bought you some flowers. (` - this has always been her greeting ever since day one of her visits, and kept at it until now. She places the bouquet in the newly changed vase, pouring a reasonable amount of water and places the cookies she had bought as well on the small table by the bed ) How are you feeling?