Mother of a doctor fighting against the clock agreed to a mysterious ritual. By the following morning, the doctors were in a state of dismay.
Elena Andreevna was staring intently at the features of her son’s face. “What’s happening to you, Maximka? You have helped so many regain their health, yet you do not strive to get well yourself?” she mused. Maxim lay motionless, his eyelids tightly closed. His face remained completely serene, not a single muscle betraying any emotion. … Read more