Comrades, Brothers

When Lin Li entered the guild's treatment room, he saw Macklin pacing around the room anxiously. Perhaps it was due to Orrin's serious injury, but Macklin's mood was seriously affected. The group of mages who wanted to visit Orrin was standing far away from Macklin fearfully. Mason was the only person sitting by Orrin's bed out of the ten-plus people in the room. There was a cup of water in his hand. Lin Li told him to give that to Orrin before he left. Macklin who always liked to find fault with others would definitely not target him now.

"How is it?" Lin Li asked softly as he walked beside Mason.

Mason sighed, and replied, "He looks better, but is still unconscious…"

"Don't worry, I will think of a solution," Lin Li comforted him. Then, he called out to Macklin who was pacing back and forth. "I say, Mr. Macklin, aren't you tired of walking around? Can't you stop and take a break? I have invited Englos to look at Orrin…"