Chapter232 Diagnosis
The sound of machine beeps and air conditioning exhausts woke him up. He dreamed of happier times when he was young, and his parents were alive. When he met a brown-eyed pretty girl for the first time. He was so struck by her beauty that he decided he would marry her when they grew up.
And he did marry her. Now, he wished he hadn’t.
Victor was beleaguered during his married life, but he never suffered from physical weakness. The man never got sick, injured, or contracted any physical or physiological ailment. His constitution was built even to survive a nuclear blast.
However, when Victor’s eyes opened in Springfield Global Hospital, he truly felt weak for the first time in his life.
The blinding white ceiling, the bleak, pale wallpaper, and the suffocating odor of disinfectant filled his senses.
Victor sat up in his bed and groaned as surges of pain ran through his torso. Every part of his sore body ached. His blood felt like it was on a simmer, and he ran a constant fever. These huma

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