*Third POV*
In the dead of night, Alex rushed frantically to the physician to treat his burns. In all his life, he had never felt such excruciating pain—that fire had felt like it came straight from hell. Part of him even wished it had burned him to death, just to escape the shame of being mocked by an old man.
“You really have to be careful with it,” the physician warned. “I was only able to do something effective because you came here right away. Don’t scratch it, and don’t remove the bandage. Come back in three days for redressing.”
“Thank you. Is there anything else I should keep in mind?” Alex asked, masking the pain in his voice as best as he could.
“Just make sure to return in three days. And take these,” the physician said, handing over three tiny pills. “The demand for my serv
