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...