"Terry, what’s wrong with your voice?" Benjamin’s heart clenched.
"Ah… Uncle, I’m sick… was sleeping," Terry replied weakly, turning over in bed.
He had a severe cold—it was miserable!
He couldn’t breathe while sleeping, and he hated the green snot.
"Where’s your mommy?" Benjamin asked in a low, tense voice.
"sob… I want Mommy. I miss Mommy. My head feels so dizzy..." Terry whimpered, his voice tinged with sobs.
When he was sick, he clung to his mommy the most. Now that she wasn’t home, he could only endure it alone. Mentioning her at this moment just made it hurt worse.
"Where are you? Tell Uncle, I’ll come take you to the hospital," Benjamin said, gripping his phone tighter.
"Hehe..." Terry immediately stopped crying and laughed.
"Just hearing you say that makes me feel a little
