CHAPTER 453. TO BELIEVE AGAIN. Victims

That bed flew as if it were a toy because, despite looking sweet and gentle, Milo Keller was as massive as his brothers. He rushed to the child’s side, his heart pounding in his chest, and lifted him up to examine him.

“Doc! Jhoooon!”

The boy was suffocating, his small arms and legs hanging limp at his sides as he struggled to breathe. A second later, Dr. Martínez came running over and knelt to check on the child.

“Speedy, the medical bag, now!” he ordered, and the sound of hurried footsteps descending the stairs followed.

“He can’t breathe!” Milo’s voice was thick with panic. “He can’t breathe...”

But before Milo could attempt something desperate, like CPR, the doctor stopped him with a stern gesture.

“Calm down. Panic won’t help in this situation,” the doctor said while assessing the boy’s reactions. “Help me sit him up.”

A few seconds later, Speedy placed the medical bag beside them, and with the stethoscope on the child’s back, the doctor imm