My world was like a spinning stop when I heard the doctor of my favorite person say there was nothing I could do, and a few hours after I realized it, I became anxious and helpless. The man who lay breathing in bed always disappeared, then walked over, sat down in the chair by the bed, stretched out his trembling hand, and grabbed his dry hand. While there is no spark in my master's eyes, look at me with both hands and let me call his name softly.
"North brother..."
"Oh..." Tarn, the hoarse voice slipped from his thirsty lips, and then there was another great cough, and I had to hold his hand tightly, and there was a painful feeling in my heart that I could no longer help him except to call his name.
"North brother..."
"Yes... Nuea will not survive." Stop coughing, and Nuea's condition
