Perovich followed the nurse to the emergency ward, his heart racing with worry. Sofia and Charles trailed behind, their faces somber.
As they entered the ward, Perovich's eyes scanned the room, searching for his father. He spotted him lying on a bed, surrounded by doctors and nurses.
Perovich rushed to his father's side, taking his hand in his. "Father, can you hear me?" he asked, his voice trembling.
His father's eyes flickered open, and he weakly smiled at perovich. His mouth moved a few times, but he couldn't utter a word
The doctor approached Perovich, his face grave. "I'm afraid it's not looking good. Your father's condition is critical."
Perovich's face fell, and he felt a lump form in his throat. He looked up at Sofia, who was watching with tears in her eyes.
Charles, however
