Mori coughed slightly as he bit back a whimper. Seeing his own flesh and blood in such a state was horrifying. How could his own child be so unwell.

Mori gently held his child in his slightly trembling arms, placing one hand on your forehead as he takes quick strides over to his medical examination room.

“It’s okay kiddo, daddy’s going to fix you.”

Mori gently placed you down on the exam table, attempting to find some sort of medication that may help, he hated this so much.

“I got ya.”