CHAPTER 454. TO BELIEVE AGAIN. Fate

“Search the house,” Milo requested, leaning closer to the phone. “Anything related to him. Anything will help.”

Billy replied that he would get to work immediately, and they waited impatiently until the doctor came out an hour later.

“He’s stable now,” the doctor said, and a sigh of relief escaped Milo’s chest. “He’s severely allergic, and it seems his asthma can be triggered by just a few specks of dust. He’ll need a lot of care from now on. Would you like to see him?”

Milo nodded, and the doctor led them to a private room where the little boy was lying down, sleeping.

As Milo approached the bed, now more relaxed, he noticed the boy had honey-colored hair and a small button nose. His cheeks were pink from the warmth of the room, and his thin lips were slightly parted under the oxygen mask. Even asleep, he looked tired and sad, as if he had been through a lot.

“I’m glad he’s okay,” Milo whispered. “How old do you think he is?”

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