Chapter 162: Treating Wounds

"Dr. Easton... this..." Raven Takon had been inside changing Yasmin Sabey's bandages when the coppery stench of blood reached her, along with a familiar presence. She turned and hurried out, only to see Dante Easton collapsed in a pool of blood. A ragged gash split his chest. The stark white of his sternum showed through-horrifying to behold. "Dr. Easton, what happened? Let me get you inside!" It wasn't just the wound on his chest. His cheek was cut, sweat beaded his brow, and his lips had gone...