Jacob nodded and said, "Your child's illness is not something that could be cured by any ordinary doctor. If you trust me, maybe I can give it a try."
"You?"
Jacob's age made Siara hesitate a little. No one knew her child's condition better than she did.
Her son was gradually losing weight and his mental state was deteriorating. Although she had taken him to the hospital for a checkup, nothing was found to be wrong. Still, his health was getting worse and worse, just like an addict.
"Jacob, is something wrong?"
As Jacob didn't come out for a long time, Angela felt odd, so she pulled Annie inside with her.
"It’s okay," Jacob smiled faintly.
"Good heavens, there's something inside this boy," Angela looked at the little boy on the side in shock.
"You can see it too?" Jacob asked in amazement.