"Papa, Am I sick?"
The child laying on the bed helplessly asked the man who was in front of him. He was wearing a white robe uniform with a syringe in his hand. There are so many test tubes beside the bed and machines that are connected to the child's body.
"You are not sick, my son" the man replied
The child squinted his eyes because he was starting to feel dizzy "Why am I feeling drowsy,Papa?" he asked
"You need to endure every pain if you want Papa to love you"
The child became restless and sad, he was longing for a father's love for so long. This man over here was his father. He was a pharmaceutical scientist, he was experimenting drugs and making them.
The child squinted his eyes once more when a jolt of pain from one of those machines tickled him "P-Papa, i-it h-hurts.." tears welled up around his eyes.
