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The red glow of sunset spread across the quiet village of Batangas, painting the rice fields in gold and sorrow. Inside a small thatched house, a young man named Ramon sat by his father’s bedside, watching the old man struggle to breathe.
The doctor had spoken plainly that morning. “If you want to save him,” he said, “the surgery must be done immediately. It will cost at least four hundred thousand pesos.”
He sold the family’s only piece of land, borrowed from neighbors, and begged from old friends — but no one had the means or the heart to help him. Hope was slipping away.
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