Chapter 1902 - 545: The Light She Hides_2
"Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother." Nathaniel Besian tried to sit up in the bed.
Egor immediately went up to support him, "Junior Brother, don’t get up, just lie down."
Seeing him coughing vehemently, Ansel picked up a cup of water and handed it to Nathaniel Besian, "Take a sip of water."
"Thank you, Fourth Senior Brother." Nathaniel Besian took the water cup.
Although drinking water didn’t relieve the cough, it still moistened the throat.
Ansel then asked: "Junior Brother, how are you feeling now?"
Nathaniel Besian said: "Much better."
Actually, not at all.
He just didn’t want to worry his senior brothers.
The mutated Ebola virus was ferocious, and his organs were slowly being eroded, which felt very uncomfortable.
It felt like even breathing for one more second was torture.