Cara Menjaga Mata Agar Tidak Minus の小説・ストーリー

Occasionally, it is so severe that the person may forget their own identity, just like her case now". Ellen exhaled deeply, "this is a lot!" Tye nodded, toying with a pen on his desk, "Always make sure she wears protective equipment like a seat belt when she is in a vehicle, a helmet when she is bicycling and playing sports, and sturdy shoes to keep her from falling, and so on. She should also exercise; cardiovascular exercise and strength training may be beneficial and of course she should eat a healthy, balanced diet. The Mediterranean diet is highly recommended. Help her stay mentally active by enrolling her in a class and she should get plenty of sleep.

I couldn’t make out what he was saying but could hear his sing-songy taunts. I moved in closer, staying low and out of sight, to a window. I slowly peeked in and could see Minus tied to a chair. His head was swollen, and blood was pouring from his mouth, soaking his beard. My hand covered my mouth to hold back a gasp. My eyes flooded with tears and my jaw ached from fighting the urge to break down in sobs. I had to stop this animal before I was too late. That is, if I wasn’t already.

"And hospital lighting isn't exactly ideal for design work." "Already thinking about work?" He gave me that knowing look doctors seem to perfect in medical school. "Why am I not surprised?" " I managed my best innocent smile. "Please? I'll take it easy, I promise." "Hmm." He studied my chart for what felt like ages. "Blood pressure is stable... vision improving... alright. But there are conditions." "Anything." "Minimal screen time. No driving - get a car service if you need to go somewhere. Sunglasses outside, no exceptions - your eyes will be sensitive for a while." He fixed me with a stern look. "And if you experience any changes or increased headaches—"