Sick With Mima Novels & Stories

Mila wiped away the tears that were rolling down her cheeks: "Of course, I want to." In the morning of the last days of November, it was snowing outside, making the sky white, but the people inside were still sleeping in blankets. Because of her irregular living habits, Mia stays awake for a day just because she is inspired to write, she can also sleep for a whole day. Her body rarely gets sick, but once she does, she will get very sick because her weak body can't handle even the flu. For example, today, when she woke up, Mia felt a heavy head and touched her forehead with her hand. She has a fever.

Zeke frowned as he looked at Mimi, who was in front of him with a skeptical look in his eyes. "Appendicitis? Don't you need surgery?" Mimi was faking it, and she waved her hand. "No… I… I can still carry on. I can't delay the schedule of the entire crew just because I’m sick… I can still go on…" She clutched her stomach, pretending to be virtuous and inspirational. Zeke raised his eyebrows, still not believing in Mimi's words, "As far as I know, appendicitis will cause death if surgery isn’t performed in time. Are you sure you can go on? If something happens to you, the crew can't bear the responsibility."

She remembered how Mita had been with that man at the club, she must have been with several such men recently and… Samaira shook her head, not wanting to think of such ugly things Pathology Department: Mita sat opposite the doctor nervously , her body trembled continuously The doctor had a grim look on his face as he handed her the test results, “Miss Mita, the result has been confirmed, I regret to inform you that your body is indeed infected with HIV!” Mita was shocked, so was Samaira whose hand flew up to her mouth “Doctor, are you sure?Did you make a mistake?” Mita’s eyes flashed, she eagerly grabbed the doctor’s hand and asked him, her voice was thick and she felt choked

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Chris' words kept replaying in Ethan's head, "Mr. Miller, M1 doesn't have much effect on ordinary people. Old people, kids, and pregnant women, especially cancer patients, are not allowed to take them." "What happens if they take it?" he had asked. "M1 can erase a person's memories, as well as shut their immune system down. If a cancer patient's immune system is compromised, the cancer cells can't be killed and will spread very quickly. It might even spread within their whole body. "It'll be a disastrous situation for the patient." Never in Ethan's wildest imagination had he thought that Olivia was suffering from such an illness. It was no wonder she didn't have any side effects other than g

She had never been so scared. She heard the door open and it attracted her attention. A tall person in scrubs came out, and the look on his face made her shiver. Mimi got up right away. "How is he?" Is he— The doctor wouldn't let her finish. "He is quite sick. "We've done what we can, but we're not out of the woods yet." Mimi's stomach fell, and she felt like the room was closing in on her. The doctor stopped and his face got hard. "I'm sorry, but things don't look good."

That was Mia's true self, she was always kind to a fault, unable to see the manipulation happening right in front of her. "Matthew?" Mia's attention shifted back to me, remembering that she had called me and I had picked up. "Is Bianca really sick? The hospital said she collapsed, that it was serious. I've been so worried about her. Exerting herself until she faints is not good for her body, she needs to take good care of herself, she shouldn't abuse her good health like that.

She fed the woman small doses, gently cooling her forehead with damp cloth. “What’s wrong with her?” Samantha asked. “Fever,” Mira said. “Cold in her lungs. The illness has swept through before.” Samantha looked around. “You said it comes once a year?” Mira hesitated, then nodded. “Around this time. Always sudden. Always dangerous.” “Do you know why?” “I wish I did.” Samantha narrowed her eyes. “I think you do know something. And you’re not telling me everything about this place.”

Feeling uncomfortable, Mia turned away and responded, "It's fine. I'm just experiencing a slight stomach ache from lunch." She was reluctant to go to the hospital just because of a mere morning sickness, fearing the embarrassment it might bring. With that, Mia began to depart, yet after only a few steps, her vision blurred, and her legs faltered beneath her. Just as Mia was on the brink of falling, Timothy caught her with his broad arms. Straining to open her eyes, Mia glimpsed Timothy's handsome profile, his features distinguished and appealing. Mia found herself incapable of speaking, overwhelmed by a pervasive weakness that eventually caused her to lose consciousness.

Following her again now… I swear I’ll never unfollow Mia again. 【Has Mia acted before? How could she tell the blood was fake?】 【Are you dumb upstairs? Mia studied medicine! Of course she can tell real blood from fake!】 【Now I finally get what Mia meant by “no saving her.” Tsk—physical illness can sometimes still be treated, but when the brain is sick, there’s really no cure. Especially for people who deliberately scam others for money.】 By then, Kane and I had already returned to the rental with the production crew.