279 Reward 1

The Black Panther’s small squad of four had returned to Iron Tank City. Under the help of the close connection to the castle border guards belonging to Andy’s father, all of them were admitted to the hospital under the wing of Chialunar Academy.

This was the best hospital in the entire Iron Tank City, and had the best doctors.

In the ward.

Garen laid down on the bed, feeling bored.

Up, down, left, right, the floor, everything was white. On the bedside counter was a vase filled with lilies, and among them, some petals had slightly withered.

On the right side of the bed was a metal rack, on top of which was a bottle of medicated drip. The medicine flowed into Garen’s vein drop by drop through a thin pipe.

He could clearly feel the cold medicine seeping in through his wrist. The room was pin-drop silent, only some echoing footsteps could be heard from the corridor outside the ward.