Kapitulo 33: Come On, Make Me

The morning after, a stuffy nose, dry throat, eyes sore, with an overall tired body, welcomed my day.

It was evident that I have not escape the clutches of cold.

In a state of half-conscious and half-unconscious, the day passed by like a blur. Only my recollection of a pair of hands changing a wet towel atop my forehead reminds me that I am not dreaming.

When the night came, although I am still feeling a bit groggy, I manage to get out of bed to relieve my bladder. My body feels much more comfortable than the day.

However, the abnormal burning underneath my skin made my brow furrowed.

What on Earth is this?

That same night I ask Martin for a medicine, mentioning about the warmth enveloping my limbs. However, all I could get from him is a pursed lip, eyes laced with amusement and a nonchalant admonishment.

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