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... ere I saw a middle-aged man with pale complexion and bloodshot eyes collapsed on the floor groaning while holding his chest.
“Jackson!”
Newman immediately sat down beside him and checked his symptoms.
“Respiratory failure, sweating, fever, pain as well? He’s in bad shape, Red, please bring your medicine box over.”
“Understood.”
I quickly ran to the clinic, violently repacked the medicine that was taken out of the medicine box and once a ...
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