Chapter 152: And her tears fell endlessly along with his crying.

Now, what time is it that you're still teasing her? This kid obviously can't handle it. Thinking of this, Miss Forger couldn't help but wonder if eating outside for breakfast caused the problem.

"Do you have diarrhea?"

Puddy, feeling uncomfortable, impatiently tossed the phone in his hand and shook his head, "Mom, I'm tired. I want to sleep for a while."

Fiona Forger gently laid him down, holding his tiny hand tightly, "I know you're feeling uncomfortable, but the doctor needs to take a blood test to determine what's wrong. Can we do that?"

"Yes, just a quick blood test, and it won't hurt, okay?" Grandpa Desmond chimed in.

Puddy continued shaking his head, "No blood test."

"What's the problem that requires a blood test?" Fiona Forger looked up at the doctors standing next to the bed. A slight fever medicine should do the trick if it's just a common cold.

One of the doctors, around 50 years old, answered, "We have examined him, and there's nothing wrong with his heart and lungs, but th