Chapter 86

　　I looked at Osborn lying in bed, who was still unconscious, and my heart ached.

　　Lydia was solemnly examining Osborn.

　　Osborn moved a little and blood oozed from his wounds, and the bandage that just changed was stained red with blood.

　　"Why did the wounds on his body heal so slowly? Based on the werewolf's recovery rate, these wounds shouldn't be the way they are now. Moreover, according to the circus, he has been in wolf form for almost a week and most of the time is in a coma. What should we do?"

　　I looked anxiously at Lydia.

　　Lydia took a long breath and said, "His wounds have medication on them, so the healing speed has become very slow. As for why he is unconscious, it should be another type of poison. I roughly know what poison he is in, now I'll go and prepare an antidote for him and let him wake up."

　　Lydia went downstairs to prepare the antidote, and I stood by the bed.