"What about the health conditions of my son, doctor James?" Song Yuze held little Xing tightly in his arms when his heart suffered the unknown fear.
"Song Yuze, listen to me carefully. Don't panic. Just listen to me..." Doctor James came and sat near Song Yuze while saying this and it twisted Song Yuze's heart more.
"I am listening to you, Doctor James. Please, don't make it harder for me." He retorted with a painful voice with tears filling in his eyes.
"He has very poor health and after checking him throughout we found out that he has a weak heart. He won't be able to survive for long." He finally admitted everything in one go and saw how the colour of Song Yuze's face drained out. Doctor James saw his low breathing and he tried to take Mo Xing from his grip.
But Song Yuze held on to his son. Song Yuze listened to him, afraid to breathe and even afraid to move till slowly the strength from his heart started to sip out.
