Chapter Forty
I was about to open the door to her room but I instantly froze when I heard someone talking inside. “Your lungs are still working fine but…” I gripped the door knob tighter. “Your results tell me a bad sign. It’s still bronchitis no matter how angle we see and if this progresses, and without enough Alpha-1 anti-trypsin to protect your lungs from those enzymes that keep entering your lungs…” “It’s over.” Julia… “Which is why, I need you to promise me that you’re not really tiring yourself. It’s cruel and unacceptable but it’s a solution that can help the progress slow down. You seem tired and stressed and I’m guessing you’re not taking the orders seriously so, if you collapse once again, I’ll have no choice but to tell your guardian.” “I promise, doc.” “I can’t do this alone, Ms. Bu
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