Contact the text and talk about how Nkosi "fights the disease tenaciously while caring about others who are sick like him"

When Nkosi had a high fever and had sores in his mouth and could not eat, he would always reluctantly open his mouth and swallow the most nutritious things. Because he knew that if he didn't eat, it would mean death.

When Nkosi's bones were so fragile that he couldn't get up, he would always hold back, lift his feet up and put them down again, and drag himself out.

When the nurse searched for arteries on his wrinkled skin, Nkosi always smiled reluctantly and comforted himself: It won't hurt, don't worry. Calm yourself down and let the nurse continue.