Chapter 217

After what felt like forever, the doctor stepped into the room, carrying his emergency bag. Elyana was lying still on the bed, her face pale and her eyes half-closed. The towel wrapped around her hand was soaked with blood, though it had finally stopped flowing. “I managed to stop the bleeding,” Daimon said, his voice tight. “But I couldn’t clean the wound properly.” "Don't worry Mr. Blackwood. Let me check her" The doctor nodded and immediately got to work. He sat beside the bed, gently unwrapping the towel from Elyana’s hand. Daimon stood right behind him, his hands clenched, his eyes never leaving her face. Elyana let out a soft whimper as the doctor began cleaning the wound with antiseptic. “I know it hurts,” the doctor said calmly. “Just hang in there. You lost a lot of blood, but you’re going to be okay.” Daimon crouched down beside the bed and held her other hand tightly, his thumb brushing over her fingers. “I’m right here,” he whispered. “You’re safe now.” Elyana turned her he