My mother passed away a few years ago. My father is weak and almost bedridden. I installed a camera in my father's room so that I could see him while I was out. My father's long-term care is also empty, and he is getting weaker day by day. I hired a caregiver, hoping that he would be a little better. One day, when I checked the image on the camera, what I saw was ... a father who rubbed and hugged the caregiver's breast, opened his mouth and bathed in breast milk.
