The doctor skilfully gave Letitia a good nutritional injection, they were very experienced in dealing with sober-elves' wounds and it was done in three or two passes.
He subconsciously admonished, "Eat something nutritious, no strenuous exercise, and if best ..."
Before he could finish his sentence he reacted, this is not a normal patient, this is a sober-elves, who cares if they live or die?
The commotion of Joshua banging on the door alerted his father and Barry, who rushed over as well.
They were relieved to see that Joshua had regained his composure. The doctor also quickly told the two men that Joshua's condition was fine.
Barry clenched his fists tightly as he said angrily, "Larkin Gerrard, that son of a bitch, I won't spare him!"
Larkin Gerrard's mother was not of noble status, the adopted daughter of some family, and although also a pure-blooded werewolf, none of them thought much of Larkin Gerrard.