The man seemed unable to speak, but he understood her words. He narrowed his eyes to stare at her fading blurry image; his breaths were becoming shallow and rapid. He was suffering from shortness of breath, and she had to find a solution. The amount of medicine she had was never going to be enough to control the situation.
'Why is Misan taking so long? She is skilled at handling critical cases; I can't read her handwriting on the medical notes she left,' Taya thought, feeling tense. She scrutinized the medicine shelf, which was at the highest height compared to the other shelves, and a wide smile spread across her lips.
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