Becoming Alpha’s Personal Caretaker
Chapter 143

Lauren's

POV

"No way! She's not from our tribe! And she's a witch! We'd better wait for the doctors..."

"There's no time!" the woman roared at the man and was giving off an intimidating vibe. Though she had hidden her claws when holding her child, I felt like I could still see his sharp claws and fangs. Her strong aura was like an invisible shelter and she stopped everyone from arguing with her with just a few words.

She held her child in her arms tightly and her eyes were all red because she was trying to repress her overwhelming sadness and desperation. But her eyes still looked firm and calm as she said, "He's my child and I can feel his pain. He doesn't have time to wait for the tribe doctors..."

"I care about his life more than anyone else in the world and he means everything to me."

Her words silenced everyone and after being quiet for a while, the man turned around disdainfully, "You wanna let a doctor from a strange tribe handle your son? Suit yourself. It is your child's life we're talking about." "Don't forget it was a witch that attacked him."

"And if your kid dies because of her, you're gonna regret it for the rest of your life, you idiot!"

"And who knows what this foreign woman's up to? Stop being so stubborn," someone said with sarcasm and doubt.

"I know what you're talking about! But I can also tell the genuine look on a doctor's face when I see one! And I know how much pain my child is suffering..." she closed her eyes and when she looked at me again, she had made up her mind and begged, "so I choose to believe in you, doctor, please save my child."

"Please."

"I will," I assured her with no hesitation.

I would use my healing power to save this kid.

And Mila got what I meant when I looked her in the eyes just then. She was hesitant for only a moment and then she built a shelter to protect me. We had always been great friends and good partners. She and the woman were the only ones that believed in me here so I couldn't let them down.

Life was getting away from this little boy and his hands were getting colder and colder, hanging there helplessly with blood on them. I took his hand gently and slowly injected my healing power to him. The warm stream of energy gradually passed through our palms and his body got warm again.

At the same time, Mila was assisting me. Though when she took out the potion bottles, Damon's mother flickered with hesitation, she didn't stop Mila eventually. Instead, she was staring at her child, frowning.

Mila fed the energy potion into Damon's mouth and someone yelled from the crowd, "What is that witch trying to do? How dare she put that filth into the child's mouth..."

"Shout your mouth!" I finally couldn't stand it anymore and snapped, glaring at the man. I bet I must look quite intimidating right now because I could see the man trembling and swallowing down the words he didn't dare to say.

"One more word and I'll get the dagger and stab it into your chest, dumbass."

Thank God that this moron finally shut up though his eyes were filled with contempt and irony like he was certain that I couldn't save this boy.

Was it because he didn't trust foreigners or something else? I was puzzled.

But I didn't have time to pay attention to this man anymore and focused on Damon. I placed my hands on his chest gently and my heart still ached when I saw the wound on this five-year-old boy's chest though I had treated numerous patients before. I took a deep breath and calmed myself down.

"Lucky that the dagger hasn't gone into the heart," I checked the position of the dagger and said to Mila.

"Yeah," Mila said, "or else even you can't do anything about it."

Damon's mother opened her mouth and wanted to ask something. But then she just pursed her lips and stayed silent because she didn't want to disrupt us.

And when I got a closer look at the wound on Damon's chest, my heart sank and I realized why that man was sure that I couldn't save Damon. "It's poison," Bella said in my head.

The dagger was dipped in the witch's poison.

If I didn't have my healing power, I wouldn't be able to save this boy.

"What kind of people can be so cruel to a little boy?" Bella said furiously though she normally was pretty chill.

"See, there's nothing they can do. These foreign women are still trying to be the hero." Those onlookers started to discuss in a low voice.

I ignored those sarcastic voices and told Bella what to do calmly. Though we weren't at the hospital, we had no choice but to make the most of what we had right now and see this place as the rescue room. I started working on my healing power, which was like a shining light that only Bella and I could see. It slowly flowed into Damon's chest, dispelled the black mist in his veins and purified the toxins in his blood...

I didn't know how long it took, but all they could see was that I was just trying to stop the bleeding. But only Bella, Mila and I knew what kind of effort we had just made and our hair was soaked with sweat.

The black mist was fading away and he finally stopped bleeding. Damon's body got warmer and his cheeks started to turn pink. He groaned and opened his eyes puzzledly, murmuring, "Mommy...It hurts..."

"Damon! Damon!" the woman was so excited that she was about to burst into tears. She wanted to hug her child but she was afraid that she might hurt him. So she gasped, not knowing what to do, "Oh, my baby boy! Mommy's here...I'm here...Mommy's always here with you..."

Damon was conscious for a moment and then closed his eyes again but his breathing wasn't as weak as before anymore.

Someone exclaimed in the crowd, "Oh my god! She really saved the child! How did she do it?"

"She saved the kid. A doctor from a foreign tribe...This is unbelievable..."

"Does she know magic or something?"

Then the people from the tribe hospital finally arrived. I helped them get Damon into the ambulance carefully and went to the tribe hospital with them. On the way, I told him about Damon's situation and soon, Damon was sent to the operating room right after we arrived at the hospital. I left the rest for these doctors to handle. "Little Damon is really tough. He'll definitely get a full recovery," Bella said.

"Yeah, but now we gotta hurry and go to find Victor." On our way here, I noticed that the man in the crowd disappeared and I didn't know where he went. And that witch...I wanted to see Victor right now desperately. "Mila," I said.

She grabbed the bag and pursed her lips, "It's the dress I wanted to give you, but...never mind. We find a better dress for you."

The white dress got Damon's blood and the dust from the ground all over it and it wasn't as pretty as it was in the shop window anymore. But I wasn't thinking about that and said, "There'll be a better dress waiting for us, I know. There's something more important for us to do. Let's go back to the estate first.

Just as we were about to leave, someone stopped us.

"Please wait!"