"No, no, manager, I'm perfectly fine…" the little boy probably used all the energy he could gather in his body to stand up and shouted anxiously. "Manager, no, please, I'm perfectly fine. Look at me, I…" Before he could finish, the boy fainted and fell to the ground, unconscious.
"What are people doing? How can they not discover such a serious illness? How could I show my face if this kind of seed was sent to that place?" Enrico cursed vehemently.
"How many of them are being sent this time?" Isaque immediately latched onto the words of his sentence and asked normally.
"Just the five you saw, but it looks like we'll have one less!" Enrico explained.
"Maybe he can still be saved, please, Un
