Su Enxi's loose bathrobe had long since slipped from her shoulders, trailing across the floor. Irritably, she yanked it completely open, exposing her shapely body beneath the lights.
Under normal circumstances, Mai Sakatoku would have whistled like a female hooligan and teased her, perhaps even reached out for a feel. But at this moment, bone-deep pain flooded her nerves. She could only writhe on the sofa like an injured beauty snake, her heart pounding like a war drum.
Su Enxi grabbed a pair of scissors and swiftly cut open the tattered combat suit. What it revealed was not the beautiful body of old, but skin covered in fine blue scales.
Savage wounds crisscrossed her body. The most horrifying ran from her left breast straight through to her lower abdomen, nearly tearing her in half.
She had been accidentally wounded by Sansun's claws during the battle. It had not struck her head-on, merely grazed her, but even so, it had almost taken her life.
Remarkably, those bone-deep wounds were healing at a visible rate. The healing was gradually slowing down, which was not a bad thing. It meant the Locking Agent was taking effect.
As the wounds healed more and more slowly, the blue scales gradually receded, revealing smooth skin once again.
After examining her carefully, Su Enxi let out a breath. The side effects of the dragon blood serum were fading, and the most dangerous bloodline rampage had been contained. Her injuries were serious but not fatal. With the lingering effects of the Ancient Dragon Serum, she would recover soon enough.
She knelt there blankly with the medical kit in her arms, suddenly realizing there was nothing left for her to do.
A sudden knock sounded at the door.
Su Enxi ignored it. She first carefully settled Mai Sakatoku on