The operating room light turned on.Inside, doctors and nurses saved him.
"Hurry, the patient's stomach needs pumping..."
I endured every minute of the operation.
I gave Dason chicken.
Dason nearly died from poison meant for me.
Fear and guilt overwhelmed me.
What if I killed Dason? He was one of the few werewolves who treated me kindly s.
I waited nervously for the doctor's verdict with a heavy heart.
"The patient's condition has improved; he didn't ingest too much copper powder."
I sighed and collapsed in relief.
Dason's life was no longer in danger, but he was still unconscious and hospitalized.
It was my way of repaying him for caring for me in the hospital.
Copper-laced food wasn't served by accident.I was poisoned.
Since Stephan Buther wasn't there, I told Jason.
He disp
