Magdalena
“Really? You’re that woman, aren’t you? The mother of one of his patients? I vaguely remember the story. My poor brother. He was such a noble man. He would have given his life for his patients. And as far as I know, he had gone to examine your daughter, and they were on their way back when the accident happened.”
“Yes, that’s right,” Magdalena agreed.
“Remind me of your name, please...” Albert asked.
But Magdalena did not answer.
“Doctor, I’m in a hurry and I have to leave soon. I came here to get a wheelchair for my brother, but I’ve run into some problems. I’m supposed to return to Europe soon, and I don’t know who will take care of him. He’s mute, my mother is old, and he’ll probably die