I Thought You Called A Doctor, Son?

"What's happening to him?" Sarah demanded, her voice tight with concern.

Stanley knelt beside his brother, gently patting his cheek in a futile attempt to rouse him. "I don't know, Mom," he admitted, his voice trembling with fear.

As the tension in the room mounted, and everyone was flustered and didn't know what to do, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.

"Daddy, call the doctor, he will know what to do."

Everyone stopped and turned to see Sophia staring down at them with a calm expression.

The idea never occurred to anyone as they were all in a panic when they saw Steffan's condition.

Stanley stood to his feet and before he could reach into his pocket to get his phone his daughter handed over his phone to him. He collected it and quickly dialed Doctor Sullivan's number.

Dr Sullivan, who just stepped into his office, frowned when he saw Stanley's call.

"Stanley, hope everything is okay?" He said as he picked up the call.