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Blood splashed on his shoes. The two young girls holding Great Elder Master Bai screamed in horror and retreated. They fell down together with Great Elder Master Bai. Everyone froze. No one cared about the fallen Great Elder Master Bai. They all looked at Doctor in horror. Doctor's eyeballs had burst out, leaving only two black holes, and black blood was gushing out. It was horrible. His mouth was still growing open, and in the end the corner of his mouth was torn. Doctor's neck also kept turning, making a chilling sound of bones breaking. Finally, his head turned 180 degrees before stopping.

Tim insisted, shaking his head. “And I don’t have money. If she’s not here today, I can’t pay anything. She doesn’t even know us…” “You already have,” another voice cut in. A middle-aged doctor who had just arrived stepped forward, adjusting his coat. He looked at Tim for a moment, then let out a small chuckle. “You already paid Dr. Belle,” he said simply. Tim blinked. “What…?” “With a cob of corn,” the doctor added warmly. The words landed like a shock. Tim stood completely still, eyes widening in disbelief. Slowly, he turned his head, searching the hallway, the staff, the movement around him—until his gaze finally stopped.

I would find them. And when I did—my phone rang again. Atlanta General Hospital. I answered instantly."Talk." This time, it was a doctor his voice sounded shaken. "Alpha..." A knot twisted violently in my stomach. "What now?" The doctor breathed out in a deep sigh. Then he spoke the words that made my blood run cold. “Miss Bella opened her eyes for a brief period.” I cupped my hands around the phone. "And?" The doctor swallowed. "Before she fainted again..." His voice cracked.

Calvin's expression tightened, but the words kept spilling out before he could stop himself. "Uncle Roger, haven't you noticed? Oliver looks nothing like you. "He has a low nose bridge, and the mole on his chin… The longer you look, the more he looks like Mark Weber, the driver you fired eight years ago. "Oliver's illegitimate! Aunt Sierra had him with the driver! She even bribed a doctor to pass him off as yours. Damn! You really got played."

Aris Vane—a disgraced human surgeon who had once been the secret physician to the Blackwood family before the coup. "The body is Scarlett Thorne’s," the doctor murmured, his gnarled fingers pressing against Scarlett’s wrist. "The blood, the bone, the DNA... it is all Thorne. But the spirit inside? It is a flame that does not fit the lamp. It is fighting her, Caleb. Every time she uses that strange, Eastern magic, she is burning the wick from both ends."

His hair was messy. He looked at me. “Lena? Are you okay?” His voice was soft, full of care. “What… happened?” My throat burned when I spoke. Memories rushed back, the blood, the pain. I felt tears in my eyes. “Damian… my baby?” He was about to answer when the doctor walked in. A bald man in a white coat. “Mrs. Blackwell,” he said. “You’re awake, how are you feeling?” I tried to speak. “Doctor… my baby?”

Hannah called softly as my back bumped into a solid chest. “Hey, it’s me.” Carter arms wrapped around me, basically trapping me. “No!” I yelled in a panic tone. “Don’t make me.” “I’m just here for you goddess. No one’s going to make you do something you don’t want to. But I need you to breath for me.” Slowly I began to calm down. “That’s good.” “Mr Blackwood.” The doctor voice trailed off behind me. The name hung over me like a tumultuous cloud ready to unleash it’s wrath.

I asked him to satisfy my curiosity, and I gasped when he nodded his head with a bright smile displayed on his lips. "Yes. Anyway, my name is Doctor Mason Andrews, but you can call me Doctor Andy. That's what they call me here. I'm a doctor and a surgeon. It's nice to meet you once again," he extended his hand for a handshake, and my jaw dropped. I thought he was also the CEO of a company. How come he is a doctor too? Well, I took his hand, regardless.

“Let me go, you have no idea who you are messing with!!” Ghost says as he struggles getting loose, each leg tied with some strong leather ropes to the end of the bed and so were hands, a doctor clearly covered with a mask and he could only see his eyes and it was clear he wasn't a good person at all from just the way his eyes looked, he looks around and everything in this room is painted white, from the walls to the white carpet on the floor, even the doctor’s clothes and equipments, the only colour that was in the room was that of his blood, dripping slowly in some sort of bowl, he struggles getting loose but the ropes were too tight, the wicked doctor keeps on preparing himself to do somet

She would have thrown a celebration for it. The doctor was taken aback by quite a bit when he heard the man being rude. “Miss Bella is in a critical condition at this moment.” The doctor informed Chris. ‘Of course I know it damn it!! That’s why I took her to hospital without even bothering to confront this dumb Sherry!’ Chris cursed inwardly at the insensitive doctor who was only taking up his time. “Oh….There is a fat man and a skinny woman there with her, right? You can ask them for anything.” Chris answered irritably while gritting his teeth in an attempt to calm himself down.