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Anxia leaned against the bed and opened the bottle in her hands. She smelled it, but she couldn't tell what it was just by smelling it.

However, she really couldn't think of what the problem was. She felt that this was the only possibility.

This was the medicine she took every day.

When the doctor arrived, she left him behind on the sly and gave him the bottle to be tested.

A few days later