Chapter 8

Alan's illness made him crave blood and become aggressive. Leaving Suzanne alone with him seemed reckless.

Richard stepped forward with a worried look. "Dr. Smith, you don't understand. My son's condition is... complicated."

Shane chimed in, clearly disapproving, "Exactly. If he lashes out, you won't be able to defend yourself."

No matter how skilled she was as a doctor, to them, she was still a fragile woman.

But Suzanne's gaze stayed fixed on Alan. She shook her head and said calmly, "It's fine."

Shane wanted to argue more, but Suzanne raised a hand to stop him. "Trust me."

Shane froze, his eyes narrowing. He knew her temperament better than anyone. Once she decided something, there was no changing her mind.

Still, he couldn't shake his worry. "Fine, but be careful. I'll be right outside. If anything happens, call me immediately."

To Shane, nothing mattered more than her safety.

Suzanne saw the concern in his eyes and gave him a small nod, silently reassuring him.

Richard felt uneasy and looked at Alan, speaking in a firm but pleading tone, "You have to control yourself. Don't you dare hurt her!"

Their worry was palpable as both men reluctantly stepped out. They glanced back several times before the door closed behind them.

The moment the door clicked shut, Suzanne's gaze fell on Alan, who immediately growled, "You can leave too!"

His fists were clenched tightly, veins bulging on his forehead as he visibly struggled to maintain control. With fewer people around, the sweet scent of blood seemed stronger, teasing his senses and tempting him.

almost primal urge to sink his

eyes rested on

voice unwavering, "You crave blood. Your body can't resist the hunger. It's driving you mad—making

Every

and was barely holding on. But then his expression hardened, his lips curling into a mocking smile.

on the couch, propping her elbow on the armrest and resting her chin in her hand. She raised a brow and said with confidence,

could a woman be anyway? She couldn't possibly

Suzanne's next words made him

working down there, are

than anyone

was something he had told no one. Not even the best doctors he had seen had discovered it. Only he was aware of it. His fists clenched harder, his brows furrowing as he stared at her. He was suddenly at a

"These symptoms aren't the last of it. You'll start to feel numbness creep through your body. Eventually,

spreading through him

He had chalked it up to poor posture, but now that she mentioned it, he remembered it had been happening more often. And in hindsight,

would be nothing more than a broken man staring

understanding of his condition to describe so much

deep breath, though it didn't calm the agitation rising in his chest. After a long

her head, answering honestly, "I'm

to say. He laughed dryly. "So,

symptoms so accurately, only to admit she wasn't certain? Was this some kind of joke? Or

on with IV drips, and even they don't fully suppress your symptoms. At the very least, I can help you get complete relief. Whether I can cure you entirely will depend

few days. The symptoms will disappear, but I won't lie to you

speechless. His gaze lingered on her, his lips parting

respond. "We'll use acupuncture. If

in trying? At this point, he was already a dying man. If there was even a slim chance, why not

silence, he

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