Treatment

It was Fenkes!

The prison doctor Kieran wanted to meet was standing right behind the police tape.

Without his doctor’s robe, his brown pants, gray shirt and sunny cap made him look no different than any other old man.

Kieran noticed the difference within a second though. Fenkes’s eyes were more lively than he remembered.

They were not dull and gloomy like the average old man's. They were shining with energy. Even his body had changed. He had gotten fit and muscular, his exposed arms and calves as ripped as a bodybuilder's.

It was amazing and peculiar for a man in his 60s.

His senses were much sharper as well. As soon as Kieran laid eyes on the doctor, Fenkes instantly felt his gaze.

The moment he noticed him, he waved and greeted Kieran in a loud voice, a delighted smile forming on his face.

"It’s been a while, 2567! I'm glad to see you alive and kicking!"

Despite his doubts, Kieran greeted Fenkes and probed him for more information.