Chapter 81

Cora POV

The emergency ward was chaos.

Stretchers rolled in one after another, alarms shrieked, nurses shouted vitals over the noise, and the metallic smell of blood hung thick in the air. I pulled on my gloves, forcing my mind to lock onto what I knew best—medicine. Lives. Control.

“Doctor Cora!” a nurse called. “Male, mid-thirties. Multiple fractures. Internal bleeding suspected.”

I moved to the stretcher without hesitation. “Get him to trauma two. Prep for scans ...