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The next fortnight was filled with gossip of little David’s health. He was fighting for his life and the doctors didn’t leave his bed. They panicked or became euphoric, as if not remembering their plans of terminating the boy’s life. Food technicians had their own problems to solve: what to feed the baby with once it is not fed with the drops anymore? Nothing they had was meant for babies, so they had to synthesize proper mixture for him, not only nutritious, but also with a taste that would suit his needs.
We all hope David Sabatini would survive. Winning the battle for his life is just a start of our crusade. We have to take care of him and keep him well till some chosen colonists would take those responsibilities as his foster parents. We still cannot foresee how much damage his con
