I run to the living room. I see Alex and Brandon in the kitchen. Both turn to me when I rush into the kitchen.
“What’s wrong?” Alex asks
“Phil, He-he will not stop coughing. He was fine one second speaking to me and the next he would not stop coughing.” I say frantically
“Brandon go to Phil, I’ll call the doctor.” Alex says
Brandon runs into the room Alex turning the stove off and calling the doctor.
I walk back to the room. I really feel useless.
When I get back to the room, Brandon is gently hitting Phil’s back as to comfort him.
I just stood at the side of the bed watching them. A few minutes later doctors rushed in and started helping Phil, they gave him something to help with that and examined him, we were asked to wait outside. I was so anxious something had gone wrong that I
