When my son was born, I was unconscious, my eyes were open and I saw that my son had been born and he was in the doctor’s hands.

Her eyes were open and she was crying. I looked at the doctor and raised my hand a little. The doctor understood that she wanted to see her child and laid my child down next to me.

But my son was not healthy, his breathing was slow and he was looking at me, I was also looking at him.

The doctor was emotional, the nurse was also emotional, she could not say that he was very sick.

but i believed it was okay