He had woken up a few hours ago. As a VIP character, he had a private room in the complex, and although the technology with which he connected was not that advanced, he had a medical and physiotherapy team at his entire disposal during the year and several months that he had been in a coma.
His body did not respond; it was as if something was missing, a part of him that he had carried with him for a long time and had suddenly been removed... The physiotherapist was checking the muscle tone of his legs.
"In a couple of days, you will be able to walk without help..." Said the rehabilitation doctor.
"Thank you, doctor..." At that moment, Julio entered the room...
"Man, boss, sorry, I'm not getting up, but I'm sick. Tell me you have a couple of packs of cigarettes like I asked you..." Julio threw the two packs of tobacco and a lighter on the bed.
