Chapter 243

• “The right amount of blood has been taken. You’ll need to rest for a while,” Doctor Richie said, glancing at Tedmond, who was buttoning up his sleeves.
• Tedmond frowned slightly, his gaze falling on the three full blood bags resting on the nurse’s tray. He knew they needed his blood, but three bags? That felt excessive.
• A flicker of suspicion crossed his mind. Had the doctor conspired with someone from the Griffin family to weaken him by drawing so much blood?