FreeGoodNovelCounterback of the Despised Luna Chapter 333 Poisoned Finished Dr. Williamson had no objections. He walked over to assistto take Richard's clothes off, leaving him in just a pair of shorts.
"Could you helphold Mr. Richard down?" I took out the box containing the witch's stone from my backpack. Dr. Williamson held Richard's shoulders firmly.
I gestured him with a nod as I took out the witch's stone and placed it on Richard's chest and pricked his forehead with my fingernail to extract sblood between his brows. I then applied the blood on the spiritual stone.
"The witch's stone ... ?" Dr. Williamson's voice was a whisper of awe.
"Yes. The Alpha of the Eclipse Pack is critically ill, and the only thing that can cure him in the entire Werewolf Continent is the incantation of the witch's stone," I said calmly.
I began to walk slowly around Richard's bed, chanting softly under my breath.
Dr. Williamson watched, stunned.
As a traditional werewolf doctor, he had never witnessed healing using the witch's incantation.
As I chanted, the blood on the witch's stone flowed down Richard's chest, like a living ribbon.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"What is this?" Dr. Williamson whispered, awestruck.
The blood traced his veins, forming a red dot on his forehead. It pulsed, then turned black. edot on his forehead pulsed, then turned black It stopped at Richard's forehead, forming a circular red dot.
My eyes were fixed on that red dot as I continued to chant.
The circle shuddered, then abruptly turned a venomous black.
My heart pounded against my ribs. It was poison. Just as Hughie had warned.
"A syringe, immediately," I commanded, my voice sharp.
Dr. Williamson immediately fetched a syringe. I extracted the black blood from Richard's head.
A noxious miasma filled the sterile air.
"The toxin is purged. Administer the antidote without delay." I reported as I wiped the sweat off my forehead.
Dr. Williamson swiftly prepared the antidote and administered it to Richard.
As the antidote was administered, the heart monitor, silent moments before, erupted with a steady, reassuring rhythm.
We both released a collective breath, the tension dissipating like mist.
I then put away the witch's stone and handed the syringe of black blood to Dr. Williamson.
Chapter 333 Poisoned compound." Finished Dr. Williamson nodded and took it. I grabbed his arm and warned, "Dr. Williamson, remember, what happened here just now must not be spoken of" "Rest assured, your secret is safe with me. You've saved both his life and mine," he affirmed, before entrusting the syringe to his colleagues.
When I walked out of the operating theatre, gazes gleaming with admiration of other doctors and nurses fell on me.
I took off my mask. Queenie and Eleanor were engaged in a theatrical display of grief. Their tears suspiciously sparse as they started to cry.
"Grandpa, your suffering is unbearable!" Queenie wailed, her voice laced with insincerity.
Eleanor also sobbed and sighed softly.
Richard's condition was already stable, so why were they still crying? "Cease your lamentations," I said, my voice cutting through their performance. "You are disturbing his necessary recuperation." "Who do you think you are to command us?" Queenie spat, her facade crumbling.
I met her gaze with a chilling intensity, and she recoiled, her bravado faltering.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmQueenie seemed intimidated as she took a step back.
"We will transfer Mr. Richard to his ward now," Dr. Williamson announced, returning Om briefly. "We will keep you both notified should we encounter any problem, Ms. Sinclair." I nodded and thanked Dr. Williamson.
I provided Leslie with detailed post-treatment instructions.
Only then did I leave with peace of mind.
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When I reached the hospital lobby, the sky was a canvas of ominous clouds, a storm brewing I messaged Hughie, detailing the successful extraction of the poison. After all, he was the one who taughton how to use incantation for healing. I just didn't expect this skill would cin handy.
The more I think about it, the more suspicious it got. This couldn't be a coincidence for Richard to be poisoned. Someone must be behind this.
Meanwhile, a sleek black Bentley idled at the curb.
Queenie and Eleanor sat within, their expressions smug and triumphant.
They sat relaxed, indifferent to the Alpha's state.
"Rosaline," Queenie began, her voice refrained from confrontation at the laced with condescension, "We m hospital. But let's be clear, saving Grandpa doesn't guarantee your ascent to Luna." 04:42 Mon, 24 Mar
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