The Lycan King’s Healer – Chapter 48
Nothing happened.
I stood there for one moment. Then two, then three, then four. Five minutes turned into ten minutes, and soon, I was staring at a dead body with a film of blood over its chest for more than twenty minutes.
Exhausted, I collapsed onto the floor next to his cot. I must have been too late; his organs had turned cold. Maybe I took longer than I thought I did, too delirious to notice.
s dug into the consciousness to avoid falling through, but there was no use; I fell right through like liquid.
“Hey, at least you tried. That’s all I care about,” Alan said to m
him, outraged.
e so good for each other.”
arms out in a fit of dramatics.
See? He didn’t get the bullseye, but he got a centimeter close to it. That’s worthy of celebration.”
idn’t matter in the end. How could I even call myself a healer?
ve up. I didn’t want to let go.
unds. On his chest, his legs, his head. Wherever there was blood, I pressed my palm against it. As if I was blocking holes in a sinking ship, the flow stopped under the pressure. I gasped,
king at me in puzzlement. “Cathy….
thy.”
ing my name. My eyes fluttered open,
y?’
raming the face of a boyish looking young man with freckles and a dimple.
dead.
passed out at the sound of his voice.
immobile, and his chest was heaving as it was hard for him to breathe.
reathing.
eck. He whimpered in pain, and I immediately cursed.
sorry, sorry,” I gasped, climbing off him, “did I break anyt
everything is already broken on its own,” he groaned, squeezing his eyes
my composure. I substituted my painful bear hug with a hand upon his shoulder. It trembled, and he looked at it with a raised eyebrow.
, “what happened to me? Why do you look like a chick from a horror play?” For someone who was completely handicapped, he didn’t seem in too much despair. As a warrior, he must be used to
n, and he had no casting nor pain medication. Clement’s blood was not a pain killer.
o be awakened, and I’d have to find an excuse. “I’ll be right back with a doctor.”
ioned. They looked at me like I was putrid now; I recognized one as the guy I jut my elbow into.
ctors, medics, surgeons! Alan is awake.”
s impossible.”
see for yourself,” I gasped, and the guard flanking the other side of the palace e
dics,” I amplified my tone, and the guard sank back. He grumbled something to the other
ked, passing the guard on her way down.
er to engulf me into a hug.
t mention that it was Clement’s doing; I did not want to overwhelm her about our species. I would let her believe it was
hed on her shoulder.
. “He knows there was a horrible accident, but
ldrich
the hug while chewing her lip with slight concern. “He has not returned. We have no idea where he is.”
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