Chapter 150: The Familiar Maid
Noah paced back and forth in front of the closed treatment room, his mind filled with concern.
After the intense discussion with the knights last night in the main lounge of the knights’ quarters, he returned to the treatment room to assess the situation.
However, to his dismay, neither the healer, the healer’s assistant, nor the maid were out. The door remained firmly shut until morning, adding to his growing unease.
The treatment room door finally creaked open as the sun ascended in the sky, casting its warm glow on the surroundings.
Noah, who had been anxiously seated on a nearby bench, swiftly rose to his feet. Rafe emerged from the room, his eyes shadowed by dark circles. Without hesitation, the knight hurriedly approached him.
"How is she?" he asked, his voice tinged with anxiety and worry.
Rafe’s expression softened as he met Noah’s gaze.
"She is safe now," he reassured, his voice carrying a note of calmness. "We had to perform an emergency operation on her leg. There were internal injuries that were causing the fever."
Noah’s tense features relaxed slightly as he let out a breath of relief, grateful for the healer’s reassuring words. He had feared the worst for her, but knowing that she was out of immediate danger brought him a measure of comfort.
Still, questions gnawed at the back of his mind, and he couldn’t help but ask, "Is she... amputated?" His fear of such a devastating outcome was evident in his voice.
The healer’s eyes held a mixture of caution and optimism as he responded, "No, there was no need for amputation," he replied. "The injured leg can be saved. However, I must be honest with you..."