
"No! you can't die, at least do this for your son. If you're gone, then who's gonna take care of him?".
Tasya smiled bitterly, covering the wound in his head. Suddenly he coughed, his breathing was wheezing, even seemed to have difficulty breathing. Seeing that, I panicked too. "Tasya, what's wrong with you?".
"A. I'm fine. I just need a break" Tasya replied with an increasingly hunting breath.
"Mother is just taking the usual stall medicine, Auntie" replied the Sky. He followed the panic to see the condition of the mother...