My brother Bada is not as healthy as he seems.
Mom: Bada, you have a runny nose.
Bada: I do?
Mom: Here is a tissue.
Blow your nose.
Bada: Oh, Mom!
Mom: What's wrong?
Bada: My nose is bleeding!
Mom: Come over here and let me see.
Keep your head down.
Bada: Will it stop?
Mom: It will stop soon. Don't worry.
Here, drink this milk.
Bada: Mom, it's too hot.
Mom: No, it's just warm.
Drink it all.
How do you feel?
Bada: Ahh, I feel much better.
Mom: You should drink more milk every day, Bada.
Bada: I know, I know.
Mom: Go to the bathroom and take a shower now.
Bada: Yes, ma'am!
He doesn't look sick to me.
I am sure he was picking his nose.
That's why it was bleeding.
Bada, stop picking your nose!