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Chapter77

#Chapter77

Keene-01

CLYVE

/"JUST TELL me already if I’m dying or not. That’s all I wanted to know, doc. Trust me, I can handle it,/" Keene said, trying his best to be calm, but I didn’t miss the slight trembling of his voice and the pain in his eyes as he looked at the old doctor.

The wrinkles on the Pulmonologist’s forehead deepened. /"I’m sorry, Keene—/"

At that exact moment, Keene gasped and his body stiffened. I thought my eyes were tricking me as I watched his face became paler and yellowish.

I couldn’t anymore watch this—how he sagged to the chair across his doctor. Westley hugged her best friend tightly, saying that they could do it. It was a heartbreaking moment.

/"How?/" he choked. /"How long do I have left?/"