hello, i wrote to narosa in january, oh god, just don’t show me the news.ox contains medicines from abroad, necessary for inna solovyova’s son, twelve-year-old milan. the boy was born healthy and the family was preparing for a happy life. everything collapsed in one moment. according to solovyova, after the vaccination, baby milan ’s temperature jumped sharply, and then seizures began, followed by respiratory arrest. they took me to the intensive care unit of the first children's hospital. the next day they carried out some examinations and said there was an inflammatory process, but it was strong, the leukocytes there were very high. yes. “bye-bye, bye-bye, get up, the machine is distracting, washing, according to inna, the doctors found signs of epilepsy in the baby and prescribed special medicine, oh well, get up, i'll help, come on, get up, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, then i'm holding, holding, quietly, i'll help." long-term therapy did not produce any results, after 2 months the terrible attacks repeated and became regular, we put it a

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