Mark of the destiny

In the VIP ward of the hospital,

Wang Shi rushed to where Honey was admitted and saw the senior pediatrician examining him. His brows furrowed seeing the spiked heart rate on the monitor. His son was drenched in sweat, restless, twitching in sleep.

"What injection are you giving him? Stop it." Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief seeing him coming in.

"It's to stabilize his heart rate."

"No need. Show me his EKG." he checked the paper strip with black lines running on it. His expression darkened. Honey's condition was serious, but it had nothing to do with him going out in rain. It's something else. Something familiar.

A psychological trauma!

Wang Shi pulled the oxygen mask from Honey's mouth and wiped the perspiration on the top of his lips, whispering softly. "Honey, hey bratty.... I'm here. Dad is here." gently massaging his chest. Since his condition resulted from the shock, coaxing him helps. Last time it did.