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"We've done a full body checkup miss. I've sincerely never seen a faster recovery from such a serious accident before." Doctor Deji, Ayodeji precisely informed with a face beaming with joy.
"It has been seven months doctor," I replied with slight disinterest. "And I still look like a Tiger with all these scars on me."
"Well, considering… all that has been–"
"Considering how my hands will remain shaky for life, how my fallopian tubes are equally damaged for life and how your shrinks are pretty certain that I've got PTSD?" I completed for him and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"The scars will take a while to go away, considering how fast it was to heal from all the wounds, it won't take t
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