Atlas spoke to the group of doctors, then they quickly entered the emergency room. The officer glanced at Atlas uneasily. He said, “The director of the hospital brought a few specialists with him.”

We fell into silence, and I held onto Atlas's hand tightly.

About an hour later, the lights in the emergency room went out. I tightened my grip on Atlas's hand, watching the door anxiously.

After a while, a doctor emerged and addressed the cops. "We managed to resuscitate him, and he’s currently receiving a blood transfusion. He's oxygen-deprived and still unconscious due to excessive blood loss. His vital signs have returned to normal, but we need to observe him for a while longer. Once he wakes up, it'll be crucial to get his emotions under control."

I leaned into Atlas's embrace, gazing at his handsome face, forcing a bitter smile as my nose tingled. Thankfully, he had survived the ordeal. That was good.

Atlas responded with a reassuring smile and tightened his hold on my hand. "Don'