Whispers—that was all I could hear as I slowly drifted back to consciousness. I turned my head toward the door, catching sight of my mom talking quietly with Dr. Chen.“From the EEG, from the results…” Her voice was a blur.I forced myself to focus, blinking sluggishly.“…the EEG shows abnormal discharges, which indicate a high risk of future seizures,” Dr. Chen said clearly this time.“Dear God, what does that mean for him?” Mom asked, her voice laced with panic.Dr. Chen remained calm. “I can’t say too much just yet, but he needs to avoid seizure triggers like stress, emotional overload and must take his medication consistently to prevent future episodes.”I tried to listen, but the overwhelming drowsiness made it nearly impossible.I groaned, trying to push myself upright. Turning my head, I spotted Bob slumped on the couch near the window, snoring softly, mouth wide open. I stifled a laugh.A piece of bread sat untouched on my plate. I picked it up and tossed it at him. It landed
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