Chapter 46 Don't You Lay a Finger on Her!


Two days had passed, and while Galatea did not experience another fever, she remained unconscious.

Alaric had never found time so excruciating or fear so crippling.

He was terrified that Galatea might never awaken or that she would emerge with amnesia or cognitive damage. It was an ordeal that left him utterly restless. Alaric sat beside her hospital bed, gently dabbing her cracked, bleeding lips with a moistened cotton swab, then carefully wiped her hands with warm water.

Her hand was bruised blue and green from the IV needles, so he handled it delicately to avoid causing her any pain.

The sound of a knock startled him, and what surprised him even more was the person who entered. It was Cormac. "How did you get here?"

How could Cormac know that Galatea had been in an accident and was hospitalized?

"I was bored, thought I'd grab a drink with you. You weren't at your office, and after asking Silas Moon, I found out about Galatea's accident." Cormac glanced towards the unconscious Galatea and hastily asked, "How is she doing? Is it serious?"

Alaric's silence and furrowed brow gave Cormac all the answers he needed.

"That's unfortunate," Cormac remarked, then moved closer to the bed with the intention of gently pulling back her blanket, but Alaric immediately grabbed his hand to stop him. "What are you doing?"

"I'm a doctor. I just want to see the extent of her injuries," Cormac said.

"You're a psychiatrist!"

I'm a psychiatrist, but I've also studied surgery.

a finger

let go, couldn't resist teasing, "You think so low of me?

Cormac guessed after seeing Alaric in such an anxious state, "Judging by those dark circles, you haven't slept in days,

Cormac said with all seriousness. "Looks like she's been hit hard. Take good care of her. Folks who go through unexpected misfortune can be emotional, prone to outbursts, so be

at the unconscious Galatea, then said to Alaric, "Take

Alaric remained silent.

continued to sit by the bedside. He whispered softly, "Galatea, can you hear me? If you can, try to wake up. Think about your two kids. They're both

asleep, but he was jolted awake when there was a slight stir from

her body writhed uncomfortably, twitching in pain much like the seizures she had

like she was

caused her piercing pain. "Don't move. You're covered in injuries," said Alaric without a second thought as he tried to help, but Galatea hadn't eaten anything for so

throw up. It was just

examine her. Galatea managed to utter, "My head hurts so

her, a pain

if her head would explode, with every part of her body aching as if thousands of insects were gnawing at

bearing, a torture worse than

hurt like this? Is it related

of painkiller right now, but it'll take some time for the medication to take effect. She'll have to bear through

let her move around too much, and definitely keep her from touching her wounds to prevent further infection."

a dormant state, not knowing when she began

pain was not just

her seemed to say incessantly, "Mom,

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