On the other hand, Serena is still unconscious.
The white wolf sitting next to him stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked her.
"Puppy, don't move her."
The man's voice was cold, even at home, and he had not removed the hat that covered his head.
There was an elaborate operating room in this room, except there were no other medical personnel, just him and this wolf.
Serena's face regained some of its color, and the man's fingertips broke across her cheek and studied it, always thinking there was something familiar about her features, but for a moment he didn't know where he'd seen them before.
He frowned and stroked the white wolf's head, remembering carefully for a moment, but still couldn't recall anything.
"The situation has stabilized, let's send the humans back."