"You... you..."
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The Foolish Boy looked at Lame Man Uncle with confusion, not understanding why he was acting so strangely.
Lame Man Uncle, however, was excitedly pulling the boy close, looking at him intently, "Heaven... heavens! Your neck... it's gone!"
The Foolish Boy belatedly touched his own neck, finally understanding the feeling of strangeness that had come to him upon getting up.
Usually, he would feel incredibly heavy when getting out of bed, with a painful neck and a muddled head.
But today he had awoken feeling refreshed, light-bodied, free of neck pain, and his head was no longer foggy.
The abscess on his neck, which had been as big as his head and looked like it might burst at any moment, had disappeared!
There was still a slight swelling in his neck, but it was much better compared to before, and at least turning his head was no longer hindered.