-- Tell me, Beata, -- Erefir whispers in her ear. -- Is it really okay that children work here? In the lands I come from, that's forbidden.
"Although, in my lands, even a Dryad wouldn't thrive, of course."
Guyon was given some forms to fill out, and then he was escorted to the examination room.
- Brescia Antimach, - the doctor introduced herself, - I will be treating you today. But before that, tell me in detail what is bothering you.

This is Kosha restraining herself from making another stupid joke about glasses.
- And good day to you, my name is Guyon, - he nodded towards the filled-out documents. - Uh... I guess I've been putting this off, but I only had time now 😅 I could have come earlier - I would have come earlier.
He focused.
- So, a couple of weeks ago, I saw an ad that they needed a strong guy to test new armor. I thought it would be a good way to earn some money - I had just been robbed and urgently needed money to return home. Yes, I know it sounds very stupid 😅 😅 😅, but I was desperate. They beat me up pretty badly there. At first, I thought I only had bruises here, here, and here, - he points to several spots on his body, - and my head was ringing and I felt a little dizzy, but I wasn't nauseous and overall I felt okay. I was a little afraid that my ribs were cracked, - he points to the supposed fracture site, - but then I realized that no, I just hit them hard. The bruises have almost healed, by the way. But I started to notice that after that day, I started to get tired faster. In everyday life, it's not very noticeable, I slept a little longer, I took a slower step, but over the week, this fatigue accumulates, and I feel that I could do more things, but I just don't have the strength. At first, I thought it would pass, my body was in shock, everything is clear, but it's been two weeks now, and it's not going away. Maybe you, with your professional eye, can understand what's going on and what can be done?
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