In the living room....

Xan was made to sit up on the sofa as Mrs Qin fanned his head.

" Xan. Are you okay?." She asked, carving her brows slightly as she stared at him.

Xan looked at no one in particular, his eyes feeling like they would shut down soon.

" My child...Amy." He said, gasping for breath in a noisy way. He palmed his eyes and began to sob silently.

Mrs Qin came along and rubbed his back gently.

" They will be fine, xan. Your wife is fine." She said, still fanning his head and rubbing him.

He didn't say any more words than to look at...