Chapter 435

Third Person’s POV

That night, except for Klein, no one got any sleep.

They were all absolutely exhausted. But Doctor Digby had said the night was critical.

If Marsh could make it through, he’d have at least a ten percent chance of survival.

Ten percent–it was a slim hope, but it was enough to make everyone anxious and eager, yet also tormented.

Doctor Digby simply lay down on the ground and fell asleep. The journey had left him utterly drained.

Harlan and Mason took turns keeping watch, each for an hour.

During the night, they administered medicine five times.

Starting with just two small spoonfuls each time, by the fifth round, they managed to get half a bowl down Marsh’s throat.

This night dragged on interminably, each moment a torment like being roasted over a fire.

They kept glancing out the window, wishing the sun would hurry up and rise.

Around two in the morning, Doctor Digby woke up and helped reduce Marsh’s fever.

His eyes were puffy, and he looked completely worn out.

Leonidas mentioned that they had been driving nonstop and only managed a quick hour’s rest at a service area before pushing on again.

but Doctor Digby was

told everyone, “He’s made it through the night. But don’t get too hopeful. The fever breaking just shows the treatment is working, but the extent of its effectiveness still needs to be observed. He definitely

a collective sigh of

Klein

get back to the Shadow Peaks

and said, “Don’t worry. He’ll pull through. Lance’s eyes lit up, and he

car expressionlessly, and tossedin a casual remark before driving off,

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for a bit and hard

and shouted to

of dust, with only the sound of the car engine fading into the distance

at the medical station’s entrance for a

Adelaide and wondered how many more days it would take for her

has moments of vulnerability. He didn’t want Adelaide to see him like this, but right

her and holding her hand

station’s door frame, he

station, people were sprawled out,

tension eased,

the wounds and swelling on his face,

crying in the room, so he kept wiping his

knew. But

people sleeping in all sorts of positions, was both amused

in the medical station, yet they

another critical phase. He had gone three days without a high fever. Though still running

tempered their hopes, “A low

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