Third Person’s POV

Doctor Digby was still in the backseat when someone picked him up and rushed into the medical station

He felt dizzy. When he came to, he was already on the ground, standing in front of Marsh’s bedside.

He turned his head, wanting to see who had carried him in, and heard Lance’s urgent voice, “Doctor Digby, quickly, take a look at him!”

Everyone looked at Digby with hoping and tearful eyes–he had finally arrived, the highly–skilled doctor.

Ten people immediately gathered around, tearfully begging, “Please, Doctor Digby, save him!”

Mason had already come in carrying a medicine box.

With just one glance at Marsh’s condition, Doctor Digby knew the top priority was to stabilize his vital signs.

He took out the Centella plant, shaved off a piece, and handed it to Lance, “Soften it a bit.”

Lance took it and gave it a squeeze. The hard leaves quickly became soft.

Doctor Digby immediately put the herb into Marsh’s mouth–but it could only temporarily sustain his vital signs.

Mason handed over the medical box with the wolf–head emblem. Doctor Digby took out three specially- made syringes filled with a silver–blue–glowing liquid.

This was a special medicine made from the essence of moonlight grass and silver elements.

He signaled his assistant to remove Marsh’s clothes. The werewolf battle marking on Marsh’s chest had lost its color, and the glands on the back of his neck were twitching slightly due to toxin erosion.

the arterial nodes on Marsh’s neck and chest. His wolf claws, pressing

Legion werewolf doctor hurried over, his pheromones carrying anxious sulfur. “Doctor Digby, his blood pressure is already at the danger level. Injecting strong medicine into key arteries might cause blood vessels

very dangerous, but without this; there’s no chance at all,” said Digby without

were as steady as a rock. “His self–healing system has

sentence and reached for the kingfisher,

frowned at the slightly congealed g temperature and turned to Lance, his pheromones suddenly sharp.

e to low

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the heating reaction.

the disinfected dedicated injection gun and slowly pushed the melted gel in. Marsh‘ chest suddenly rose and fell

and Avery, who were parking

to the bedside, but Doctor Digby stopped him, “Just say a word to him, let him know you’re here, then wait outside,” he

like this, Leonidas felt like his heart was being pierced by

cried, “Marsh, it’s

Marsh, who opened his eyes with a glimmer

too exhausted,

rely on Doctor Digby’s

except Mason and Harlan to step back five paces, not to interfere with the

later joined by the Legion werewolf doctor, cleaned Marsh’s wounds together–scraping off pus, washing the wounds clean, and applying

were badly

would squeeze out pus

and blood.

a cleaning process was undoubtedly excruciating. Marsh trembled in pain, tears streaming down. Everyone couldn’t bear

elbow on the doorframe, burying his

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