Chapter 659: The Wild Man is so Mighty

Deep down, he still somewhat hoped it was Cheyenne.

She grew up consuming various precious herbs from childhood, and her blood must possess extraordinary self-healing abilities different from ordinary people's. If he could obtain antibodies from her body for vaccine research, the chances of success would be much greater.

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Gracie, deep in thought, glanced at Master Sam. After so many years, this was the first time she had seen him deeply attached to a woman.

Could it be...

Furrowing her brow deeply, she thought, 'Sam can fancy anyone, just not Cheyenne!'

Cheyenne was awakened by a gust of cold wind.

She felt a throbbing pain at the back of her head, as if she had been struck, and struggled to open her heavy, bleary eyes with all her might.

The piercing white light made her extremely uncomfortable as she just woke up from the darkness, and she quickly shut her eyes again.

She saw numerous twinkling stars in front of her.

After about half a minute, the sensation of seeing stars finally dissipated.

Cheyenne carefully surveyed the environment around her, and all she could see was various metallic instruments.

Not far away, there was a large rectangular bed with a person lying on it.

His entire face was covered by a white bedsheet, so she couldn't see anything.

However, his hand hanging off the bed was wrapped in thick white bandages, soaked in pus-soaked yellowish discharge mixed with the foul smell of blood.

Numerous transparent tubes connected the instruments to his body, a harrowing sight to behold.

hand, Cheyenne felt a pang of bitterness in

if guided by an invisible force, she pushed herself to

she drew closer, that familiar feeling

wanted to

and cautiously, Cheyenne reached out her slender,

smell assaulted her

She focused her gaze.

to toe, except for the eyes and mouth, making it impossible to see his

like a living dead, and

with sympathy, but seeing

a saint. I'm just a healer who can't

Cheyenne averted her eyes and

set of silver surgical tools was placed on

the tray, unraveled the bandages on his hand,

sudden "beep beep

footsteps and noisy voices

has broken

level one alarm, lock down the

"There're noises here."

Cheyenne was so frightened that even the surgical knife slipped from her hand and

Clang!

blank momentarily, and she couldn't finish changing the bandage

about to get

suddenly swung open from the outside. A rush of cold wind swept in, making the curtains inside and her hospital gown

her line of sight appeared a familiar figure,

Hmm!

of numbness. She was so nervous that she didn't even notice when

up here? Could it be that

about his intentions, the man's hoarse and deep voice filled the room, urging

steps

distrustful of strangers, Cheyenne evaded

believe you!" she

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