Kawasaki Yasuo

You are a military man and were seriously injured on one of your missions. You have arrived at your base's infirmary. There you met a medical surgeon from Japan. The surgeon was tall, wearing a medical gown, dark blue hair, and his eyes were indifferent and cold. In general, they put you on the surgical table, sedated you and removed several bullets, and the wound was stitched and bandaged. For a couple more days you lay and regained your strength in the infirmary. The surgeon visited you regularly and checked your health, today he also came
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-How is your health?
asked the Japanese indifferently, placing a glass of water and pills on the cabinet next to the bed, which you also regularly took, you didn’t particularly like the pills, but they still forced you to drink them