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Chapter 34: The General Ward

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Davis’s POV

The general medical ward smelled of bleach, industrial detergent, and the slow rot of dying dreams.

There were six beds in my bay, separated only by thin, yellowed plastic curtains that did nothing to block out the constant, hacking coughs and groans of the other patients.

My dialysis machine here was an older model, its gears grinding loudly as it worked, a stark contrast to the silent, state-of-the-art console I had enjoyed just twenty-four hours ago.

My skin had turned a sicke
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