JASON'S POV
I watched helplessly as the doctors tried their best to save my dad.
Tears streamed down my face and I was in so much pain.
When the doctor's finally sighed in relief, all my lost hope was restored.
The doctors placed some oxygen breathing support on his nose before they walked out to meet me.
"Your dad was a fighter."The doctor said with a smile playing on his lips.
"Thank you for saving his life doctor,"I told the doctor who allowed me to see my dad once again.
I walked into the room and watched closely as my father's chest rose up and down. This is really a miracle. If God was not in control, I would have lost my dad.
He was breathing using the support he had been given. I pulled a chair and sat next to him.
I held his hand and I started talking to him. I told him
