Heather was getting weaker every day and had put off her plan to return to the Riggs Estate. Now, even getting out of bed was proving difficult for her.
She began to doubt whether the secret handbook was actually authentic.
After giving it much thought, she realized that practicing the skills in the secret handbook had made her weaker. ‘Could the handbook be fake, and I brought harm unto myself because of that?’
After further inspection, she found its writings and drawings to be brilliant. There were no problems with the illustrations either. Even though the moves were different from the usual ones, nothing in the handbook was strange or went against common sense.
As for the enhancement of vitality, Heather had been trying hard lately and could feel the changes in her. However, she vomited blood more often and felt her energy draining fast.
Growing weaker in strength, she was constantly groggy, and her waking hours became shorter. She knew something was off, but she could not tell exactly what was wrong with her.
“Chump…” She said it weakly, but Chump still showed up in a flash.
“Ms. Riggs?”
“Bring me a doctor,” she said softly, with her eyes half-closed.
“A doctor?” Chump was surprised.
Heather had never needed to see a doctor since she was mostly in great shape due to her kickboxing training. She was rarely ill and had taken no medication despite the occasional flu or fever.
She only needed to rest and recuperate when she suffered injuries. As far as Chump could remember, this was the first time she asked for a doctor.
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