"Drug overdose," the doctor said.
Cyan almost fell onto the bed after hearing the doctor’s words, but Dmitri immediately supported him. His mind raced with questions. How the hell did his mother get a hold of drugs? When did this happen?
"Was the injury inflicted by your mother?" the doctor asked. Cyan slowly nodded his head.
"When I arrived, he was thrashing around with a knife in his hand,” Cyan said, his voice shaking as he recalled the scene. “He kept saying he didn’t want me to take his child. I tried to stop him, but he stabbed me.” He swallowed hard, forcing himself to continue. “I tried to shield myself from his attacks, and then suddenly he had seizures. There was foam in his mouth… then he fainted," he added.
"Is he okay?" Cyan asked, clasping his hands together.
"He is al
