Jason's mind exploded with a loud buzz. He stared down at Isaac's ashen gray face, his heart twisting painfully in his chest.
Just moments ago, Isaac had still been smiling at him.
How long had it been? How had things suddenly become like this?
"Doctor Riato, please, you have to save my uncle!" Jason's voice cracked sharply, his eyes bloodshot.
Riato said nothing. He merely pulled several more silver needles from the medicine case and rapidly inserted them into Isaac's arm, shoulder, and chest.
Each needle made Isaac's body twitch faintly.
Standing beside the bed, Jason watched his uncle's chest rise and fall faster and faster. He watched the sweat gathering heavily on Riato's forehead.
Something inside him felt as though it were collapsing bit by bit.
"I can only stabilize his condition temporarily."
At last, Riato stopped moving. He lifted his head to look at Jason and sighed deeply.
Jason saw it clearly... The helplessness in his eyes.
