Chapter 81

"That's it." Eira let out a quiet breath, fingers steady as she pulled out the silver needle from Margaret's brow. The heart monitor steadied, its beeping retreating to a calm rhythm. She tidied up her needles without rushing, then walked out of the room with calm grace. The attending physician immediately led the medical team inside to examine Margaret thoroughly. "She'll wake up soon. Make sure someone stays with her," Eira glanced at Alexander as she instructed. Martha gave a snort of disbelief. "Anyone can talk big. Hope you didn't just mess things up for the old lady..." Before she could finish, a joyful shout came from inside the room. "Vitals improving! Her brain activity's way more active now!" Martha's smug expression cracked. Her face changed colors like a mood ring before she finally muttered, "Lucky shot..." "Enough," Alexander cut her off with a warning look. He took a slow breath, trying hard to sound sincere. "Thanks. Brooks family owes you one." Eira just shot him a col