Amid the chaos, Hazel traced Demand's arm until she reached an acupuncture point. She pressed down hard on it.
Once Damon's grip weakened, Hazel dashed away quickly. She rested her back against the wall, breathing heavily
Suddenly, there was aloud crash. Holding his head in pain, Damon punched the wall next to Hazel. His fist left a bloody mark on the white surface. "Damon!"Douglas rushed forward and wrapped his arms around Damon's waist, pulling Damon away from the wall to prevent further injury. "Get a doctor, now!" Douglas yelled at Hazel
Hazel took a deep breath, bear gripping her as she watched Damon's struggle in agony. She had narrowly avoided being choked by him!
Seving Hazel's hesitation, Douglas shouted urgently, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up. I can't hold him much longer!"
"Release him. I'll take care of this." Hazel's hand dropped to her side with a swift motion, a silver needle appeared between her fingertips. Douglas was speechless by how calm she sounded.
When Damon was in the throes of sickness, he'd morph into a wild beast. He would become so even that even two grown men would struggle to restrain him. So, how could Hazel possibly handle him?
As Douglas silently muttered, he suddenly received an elbow from Damon. Donglas granted as he was forcefully shoved away, crashing onto the ground.
In the grip of his illness, Damon looked like a crazed beast ready to pounce on anything insight
He charged toward Hazel, but she remained calm and unbethered. She aimed her silver needle and skillfully Damon's acupuncture point.
Then, he slumped weakly toward Hazel.
Douglas was amazed to see that Hazel possessed a hidden weapon!
Later, she started to mull over the situation. How was it possible for Her to bring Damon under control with just one needle? Even two burly men couldn't manage to restrain manager Damon during his episodes.
In the infirmary, Damon slowly woke up. His eyes fluttered open to find Hazel above him. She had a pretty face with captivating eyes, though a hint of coldness lingered in her gaze.
He noticed faint, pleasant scent coming from her. Her hands were gently saying his temples, rasing away his discomfort. It had been ages since he felt this relaxed.
Damon enjoyed the feeling. He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
However, Hazel saw through his act Her cold voice echoed from above "Stop faking. You're awake."
Douglas had been waiting nearby, and as soon as he heard Damon wake up, he rushed to his bedside. "Damon, are you alright? Johnson is coming. You've never been out for so long before I was so worried" Damon didn't reply, but he couldn't pretend anymore. He pushed himself up to sit,
Douglas was startled by Damon's sudden outburst. Het hurt and confused by Beard's harsh words, with a boy heart, he murmured, "Alright"
he quietly left the infirmary
Hazel remained silent.
Damon leaned back against the hospital bed, his eyes locked onto his bandaged hand, Lost in thought, he seemed to be reflecting on recent events
"Professor Damon, if you're feeling better, I'll head out," Hazel said before turning away.
She had wanted to leave earlier, but Douglas had insisted that she stay and Damon woke up,since she was the one who had jabbed Damon with the silver needle.
"Considering the means my siblings use, do you really think they'll let you got they find out you're still alive?" Damon questioned.
He lifted his gaze fixing it upon Hazel's Figure Without the barrier of his gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes sparkled with a piercing intensity.
Hazel halted abruptly, memories of the dreadful events of that year flooding back. The bitter conflicts among the Coleman siblings. Lucius' wrong imprisonment and Daphne's tragic death in a car accident. Demand's mention of "the means my siblings use" appeared to separate himself from past events. But was the truth really that sample?
"Oh, you're Damon?" Hazel spun around as if she had just identified them before her. Yet, her expression stayed cold
Observing this, Damon couldn't suppress a small smile. Want her attempt at acting somewhat awkward? they saw through it but decided not to point it out.
His perring gase softened slightly as he asked, "You're not in a hurry to keep your distance from me anymore?"
"What do you want?" Hazel questioned
She was unsure of Damon's motives. Was he considering informing the Colemans that she was still alive?
Bemand noticed the wariness in her eyes, and it unsettled him. Maintaining calm demeanor, he gestured towed her. "Come here. Let me have a look. Is your neck okay?"
" Uncle Damon, there's something wrong with you!"
Damon was at a loss for words. He knew something was off about him, but here absolute confidence made him feel uneasy.
"Your assistant just gave you modem medication, which includes Gabapentin and Carbamazepine. These are specifically used to treat neuropathic pain. "Considering the symptoms you've been experiencing during your episodes, it seems like you've been dealing with chronic headaches for quite a while", Hazel explained.
She remembered the moment when Douglas brought Damon to the infirmary Douglas had the doctor take care of Damon's hand injury and then sent the doctor away. After that, Douglas took out a small bottle of medicine, gave Damon a pill from it, and then made a phone call.
Hazel noticed the pill at that moment. Its shape resembled a modem medication that her online friend had researched for treating headaches, prompting her to take a closer look "Go on," He narrowed his eyes at Hazel, who seemed to give off an air of aloofness that kept everyone at arm's length.
How had the once affectionate little princess, who used to cling to him every day, changed so much?
"This medication can bring about side effects and shouldn't be used for a long time. I've learned alternative medicine from my grandmother, and I can help you treat this illness." Hazel suggested Then, she added, "But in return, you must keep the fact that I'm alive a secret from the Colemans until I reach adulthood."