Guilt was written on Azad's face and he kept apologizing with his hoarse voice.
Although Azad was already twelve years old, he was still only a teenager. How could he survive alone without his family on the border in the midst of a war?
"Doctor, please don't be mad at me, okay?" Azad tugged at the corner of Selena's white coat with tears in his eyes. "I know I messed up. I shouldn't have made you worry like this..."
"Azad, you know that I worry about you..."
"Yes."
"Then promise me," Selena bent down to meet Azad's eyes. "You can't pull out your drip like what I saw you do today. You have to cooperate; accept the treatment and recover as soon as possible."
"Doctor..." Azad lowered his small face and said hesitantly, "I understand."