The doctor's hands shook with fear at the sight of such a deep gash, shivering as he secured this wrist with a brace and began to stitch.
Serena didn't say a word, she couldn't even feel the needle between the flesh anymore.
She kept her eyes open and stared blankly at the ceiling.
The stitching process went on for over an hour, and the doctor was already sweating profusely.
After carefully sterilizing it, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Serena had fallen asleep by now, her forehead covered in sweat.
Blair sent the maid in to change her while he and Nathan stood guard at the door.
Only when they saw the maid come out did they re-enter the bedroom.
If it wasn't for Serena's chest still heaving slightly, they would have thought she was dead.
Nathan's heart was in a very bad place and he spoke in a hoarse voice, "So how do we get back to normal?"