Inside the hospital, Ethan was still lying in bed, but he had already regained consciousness. Watching Claire bustling around at his bedside, he couldn't help but smile contentedly.
"What are you staring at? Trying to show off again? You have no idea how worried I was!" Claire rolled her eyes at him as she noticed his gaze fixed on her.
"Aw, but look—I'm fine, right? Don't worry, I've got a handle on things. I won't die so easily!"
"Fine, you say? The doctor said you might end up with anemia as a lasting side effect."
"Anemia?" Ethan blinked, a bit taken aback. He hadn't expected that losing so much blood could lead to a permanent aftereffect like that.
"For now, you just need to stay put and recover. No gaming for the next few days," Claire said, her tone firm.
"No way," Ethan shook his head decisively. "The game is at a critical point right now—I can't just sit out!"
