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After getting up the mountain, they quietly went back to Southridge.

Zachary began his treatment while Bruce, Marino, and others accompanied him. They were anxious when Francesco pierced his body with needles and released some blood.

Everyone only saw Zachary when he returned with his recovered body, but none of them knew the amount of suffering he had endured.

The torture was inhumane. It wasn’t something anyone could endure. It was as if he walked through into gates of hell and dragged his scarred and bloodstained body out, one step at a time.

The treatment lasted for an hour and a half. Although Zachary was sweating from the pain, he didn’t make a sound. He remained calm and courageous.

Francesco treated him casually with ease, as though her patient wasn’t a living being but a lifeless object.

Her hand movements were skilled and a little aggressive, not knowing how to be gentle.

Bruce got anxious as he watched. He couldn’t hold it in any longer and said, “Dr. Felch, please be gentle. Please be gentler!”

When he said it the first time, Francesco frowned. After hearing it for the second time, she got angry and said, “You’re so noisy. Get out!”

startled. He didn’t dare to let out

hid behind the

half past seven, the

medicine. Then, she dusted her hands and went out. Before leaving, she told Bruce, “After half an hour, get him out of the tub and wipe him dry. Then

“Okay. Understood.”

afraid that he might get on her

the window and ate an apple on

never played with electronics, nor did she watch TV. Her only hobbies were sleeping, eating,

over to her side

time, she had a great time chatting with

Soon, an hour passed.

any of it. All he

“What time is it?”

was frail and hoarse. At that time, his body felt numb

he no longer felt any pain. However,

pooling with tears. His heart ached

me in that

wish.” Bruce was devastated that Zachary was still thinking about work at

an hour. Remember

was exhausted and