Chapter 87: Healing the Sick

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King Alpha Nero's POV: Chastity and I moved Mya to the bed. General Ezra ran extension cords from the cell so that the doctor could hook Mya up to monitors. I continuously tried to wipe away Mya's sweat. I addressed the doctor: "How long until she recovers?" "Depends on her. Alpha, she may not survive it," the doctor whispered. "I understand that fully. But we must try." "I will do all I can for her. I will stay down here with her as well." I walked up to the doctor and stuck my hand out. "Thank you." "It's my job. I wish we could move her to a proper facility," the doctor said sorrowfully. "Me too. But exposing the sick to this virus wouldn't be fair." I saw something gold flit by me. I turned to see Domina holding Mya's hand. "Get out!" I growled. "Obsidian wants to see

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