Clashing Feelings (II)

"I have dressed his wounds. But since he has lost a lot of blood and is having a high fever, his condition is slightly serious. I'll be checking on him until he wakes up." Rebecca, the thirty-nine year old doctor in Davian's team, informed Grace and Davian.

Davian gave a nod of his head in understanding before adding, "You have done a good job. Please take care of him."

Rebecca nodded her head and then returned to the bedroom where Dr. Kian was currently resting. Before she closed the door, Grace got a slight peek of his sleeping form that forced a gasp out of her mouth as she noticed the amount of bandages that were covering his upper body.

"He will be alright." Davian told her for the tenth time, trying to help her relax a little bit.