It was through my brother, as always, that I heard the news of my mother’s hospitalization. On WeChat, he said it happened after midnight. An ambulance took her to the hospital.
As usual, I read it, and marked it as “Okay I hear you”. I didn’t want to ask all those detailed questions that would burden my already stressed out brother. I let him talk, when and what and how. And I said, “Okay I hear you.”