"Hmm, there is not much of an impact. She's just a little rattled because she was knocked out by that gas. Other than that, everything seems to be just fine with her."
The doctor assured Damian, but he did not seem to be reassured. His figure loomed over the doctor, causing the doctor to feel scared and tense.
The pressure in the room felt suffocating.
"Are you sure that is all, doctor?"
Damian asked, and the doctor let out a nervous chuckle as he looked at Damian.
A bead of sweat rolled down the doctor's temple.
"I assure you, sir. Nothing is wrong with her at the moment. She is just under the drugs' influence, so her system is acting a little slow. She will be just fine with some sleep and exercise."
Damian finally let the doctor go after that, but his eyes told the doctor that he was dead if he
I felt like it was my cue to interfere in this and say something. But I felt a little out of it at the moment to do that.
