His headache was like his skull was splitting, as if thousands of needles were piercing his nerves at the same time. His body felt like it was cracking and collapsing inch by inch. He took a deep breath, forcing down the pain, not uttering a single sound, even though he was drenched in sweat and his fingernails were digging into his flesh.,With a whoosh, the empty medicine bottles piled on his desk were knocked over by his waving hand, scattered everywhere.,The wealthy in the manor, the children in the orphanage.。