"Jayson...where are you? I've been calling you so many times but you didn't answer. We are now in the hospital. Clark is being admitted now. I rushed him to the hospital because he couldn't breathe due to his asthma." Margaret was weeping on the other line as she was very worried for her son. Ever since Clark was born with this kind of illness. It was like a bomb that would explode unexpectedly. When she woke up this morning, she went to Clark's room so they could have breakfast together but to her shock, Clark was lying with a flushed face and wasn't able to breathe easily. He was gasping for air badly then his lips were turned already black and blue and his face was very pale. That's when she decided to rush him to the hospital.
"How is he?" Jayson asked.
