The b0y was being kept alive solely by machines, and the doctors had already given up hope but the moment his dog entered the room, everything changed.

The mother no longer slept.
Day and night, she remained by his side, gently holding his small hand. The father stayed quiet, as though he were afraid to give voice to the thoughts tormenting him. Even the doctors—usually calm and controlled—began to look away, unwilling to reveal their despair. It felt as though all hope had been drained.

But someone refused to give up.