Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate Chapter 385 Difficult

[Margaret’s Perspective]

I didn’t sleep at all for the rest of the night, my mind kept going over the conversation I had with Simo earlier.

To be honest, I’m not sure if Simo would convey my ssage to Licia, or if Licia would co to see after hearing my words. My current situation is just too passive!

Henry’s people really have surrounded this hospital like a fortress; that’s what I discovered when I attempted to go out in the morning but was directly stopped by the guards.

The dical Practitioner who ca in to check on just now wasn’t Simo. Of course, I wasn’t foolish enough to ask this dical Practitioner about Simo’s whereabouts. I just silently watched him, and when he asked to take the dicine, I waved his tray away with a flourish of my hand.

"You..." It seed he hadn’t expected to physically react. The expression on the dical Practitioner’s face turned cold, and he opened his mouth as if to scold , but then he suddenly rembered sothing, and the curse that was in his throat got stuck.

I raised my eyes and looked at him coldly, speaking in a deep voice, "Get out!"

The commotion in the room quickly attracted the guards at the door. They pushed open the door, stuck their heads in, glanced first at the ss on the ground, then raised their heads to look at .

"She must take her dicine today. Soone co in and hold her down so that I can work better!" the dical Practitioner said through gritted teeth.

I looked around at them with a cold gaze and scoffed, "I’d like to see who dares to touch ."

The guards at the door glanced at the dical Practitioner, who was grinding his teeth, and then suggested in a stern voice, "The young master has ordered us to take good care of this prisoner; we can’t lay hands on her. I suggest you be more courteous toward her too!"

"You weren’t on duty yesterday, so you might not know about this, but she was personally brought here by the young master and Mr. Levi. Think about it for yourself—it’s best not to offend the young master over so trivial matter!"

The guard seed to know the dical Practitioner and gave a couple of well-intentioned reminders before closing the door of the ward.

I frowned and listened to their conversation, filled with disdain and impatience.

After hearing what was said, the dical Practitioner seed to calm down a bit. When he turned his head to look at again, his tone was much more temperate. "I’m just doing my routine duty. Your diagnosis and treatnt plan were all decided by Simo. If you have any complaints, you should take it up with him instead of making things difficult for like this!"

"Fine, where is this Simo?" I asked with an apparent go-with-the-flow attitude, my face full of feigned arrogance.

He took a deep breath, then explained, "I’m on duty this morning; Simo won’t co until noon. I don’t know who you are, and I’m not interested in learning about your special relationship with the young master. All I know is that here, you are a patient, and I am the doctor. Please respect my job."

"Many people die every day on Poison Snake Island. If you don’t cherish your own life, you might as well continue to court death. After all, it’s your own body!"

The dical Practitioner said this and bent down to pick up the items on the floor. Of course, I wasn’t deliberately making things difficult for him; it was just that things in the middle weren’t easy to explain to others, nor could they be clarified.

However, my earlier ’acting’ wasn’t without gains; at the very least, I now knew that Simo would co in the afternoon and also picked up other hidden ssages in the dical Practitioner’s words.

Such as "Many people die every day on Poison Snake Island!"

"Ha! I thought Poison Snake Island was sothing remarkable, but it turns out to be nothing special! With such natural advantages in terrain, it’s probably being eroded into a sieve by outsiders, right? I’m really curious how many people died here last night; after all, the commotion next door didn’t stop at all!"

As I spoke, I sneered, my gaze towards the dical Practitioner was full of provocation, while the deeper probing was perfectly concealed.

"How do you know there was an attack on the island last night? Did Simo tell you?"

As he spoke, it was as if he had realized sothing. He laughed and then said with understanding, "Right, Simo used to be transferred from the lady on the east side of the island, so it’s not surprising he knows about this! But don’t think those people ca to save you; the young master has already issued a Level 10 alert across the island. The periter of the hospital is even more secure; there’s a blockade line every 10 ters, not even a small bird can get in, let alone an invader!"

I certainly wanted to get so new information, but seeing the annoyingly smug look on the dical Practitioner’s face, I was indeed quite speechless and irritated.

I silently leaned back onto the hospital bed, my mocking smile the only response I gave him.

Seeing that I had finally quieted down, the dical Practitioner thought his words had scared . He sneered and left with the dicine tray.

I watched his retreating figure and kicked off the covers, jumping out of bed and tiptoeing to peek out the window.

Just as the dical Practitioner had said, in addition to the guards I had seen in the open before, there were now a lot more patrolling soldiers and watchtowers outside.

It seed that Poison Snake Island had indeed been restless last night. Did he an Licia when he ntioned the lady on the east side of the island? Who could the people coming to the island be? If they were Donald’s n, what should I do to make them notice where I am?

A myriad of questions flashed through my mind in an instant, but no definite answers were forthcoming. I crinkled my brow in frustration, forcing myself to calm down!