For the next few days, Veil's life in the hospital was calm—almost boringly so. He spent most of his time scrolling through his phone, replying to messages, and keeping in touch with a few people.
The rest of his day? Well, it was spent being pampered by Saoirse and Lyra, who took care of him down to the smallest detail.
Eating, drinking, reading, even going to the bathroom—he didn't need to lift a finger.
And strangely enough, his injuries healed at an astonishing rate. Even the attending physician found it inexplicable.
Of course, if it hadn't been for Saoirse and Lyra knowing about his injury, Veil would've used his Beauty Elixir to speed up recovery by the third day—when he could already move his arm again.
To keep things from looking too suspicious, he deliberately stayed in the hospital for almost two weeks before finally deciding it was time to be discharged.
Stretching his arms and cracking his neck, Veil glanced at Kai, who had just walked in.
