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“He’s going to be fine. He just needs to stay here for a couple of weeks that’s all.” A brown haired teenager had his back to the physician who was speaking. All his attention was given to the unconscious young lad soaking in a shallow spring. The physician did not seem to mind the teen’s attitude. He informed him to let him know if there was anything he needed and exited the room.
Frederick was still gazing upon his little brother’s broken body. From the reports of his brother’s friends, he knew how his upbeat little brother got into his current situation. It was always an unwise decision to provoke a person stronger than you, no matter your background. One can only use their background to suppress a stronger opponent when you are confident you have adequate protection. Luckily for his brother, an injury that would normally take over a year to heal would be completely dealt with in less than a mont
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