Chapter 115 ~115 ~

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• Logan's life practically hang in the balance as he lay between the sheet, shivering with beads of sweat all over his naked flesh even though he is pretty much covered up. His fever keep getting worst by the day. It's been a week since he got shot with a silver arrow on the chest and he has been lying there without any visible changes. It scares the shit out of me how pale he was becoming each passing day.
• I don't know what else to do to help him even though I have done the best I could by healing most of his injury from the inside, the arrow already did a lot of damage. It's even a miracle that he is still breathing at this point.