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Exactly a week has passed since the accident. Sultana was fine. Arthur’s condition stabilized, and as the investigator said, he was a tough nut to crack and opened his eyes. His eyes darted nervously from side to side; the nurse on duty quickly ran up to him and called the doctor. Arthur came to his senses, but he did not remember everything. From a strong blow to the head, there were blackouts in memory. He immediately remembered a lot, but not everything, and did not want to show it.

– You should not strain yourself so sharply. Arthur glared at the doctor. The doctor was afraid of this look and left the intensive care unit. Arthur was transferred to the ward and a new doctor took care of his health.

– «I need to recover as soon as possible.

– I understand you; it all depends on your body. If you were able to get out of the coma, then you will quickly get better. Arthur felt for a moment that he was full of strength, and was ready to return to his old life. But his strength quickly left him, and the headache made itself felt, and he went to bed.