Louis saw his son like this for the first time and held his little shoulder with a sunken brow.
"Luka, do you really think so? Is that what you really think?"
"Yes! I want Mommy! The bad woman stole Mommy's place, I want Mommy!"
Luka suddenly went berserk and smashed things in the bedroom.
The mouth screamed loudly.
Louis looked stunned and hugged him in a hurry.
"Luka, just calm down and listen to me."
"No listen, no listen, no listen, I don't want to hear it!"
Luka struggled desperately, her small hands covering her ears for dear life.
Crystalline tears kept pouring out, and a struggle flashed in her eyes.
Headache!
He doesn't want to hear the words Auntie Violet!
"Good, Daddy won't say anything, good boy."
Louis took the little one into his arms and soothed him with a soft voice.
The little guy's body was on fire with all the hard work.
He slowly calmed down only after Louis calmed him down.
Louis gently stroked the little one's spine and his brow deepened a few more.
Such a little guy he had never seen before.
Violent, manic.
Like having a mental illness.
How did this happen!
The phone rang abruptly.
Louis let go of the little guy and rubbed his short hair, then went out of the children's room.
Pulling out his cell phone, he found it was Harry calling.
"Say."
"Mr. Johnson, I checked and several of the ER doctors are normal. Except for the last doctor who came into the room, couldn't identify who it was. jcm hospital pediatrics doesn't seem to have this doctor."
Harry reported the relevant information he found out.
Louis' eyes flashed.
The doctor he saw before he entered the ward flashed in his mind.
The man was wearing a mask and glasses and could not see his real face.
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