Finally, the examination concluded. The doctor straightened, offering Ilyas a final few words before turning and making his way toward the door.
All eyes shifted toward him immediately.
As he stepped out into the corridor, Patric moved forward at once, his expression tense, his hands clasped together tightly as though bracing himself for whatever answer he was about to receive. "Well?" he asked, unable to fully conceal the urgency in his voice.
The doctor offered a reassuring expression. "It appears that the substance administered was a low-potency anesthetic," he explained calmly. "There are no indications of additional harmful compounds. His blood test results have returned negative across all critical markers."
A visible wave of relief passed through the group.
"After a period of rest and proper hydration," the doctor continued, "he should recover fully without any lasting complications."
What the doctor chose not to mention, however, was something far more delicate.
