Chapter 351

When Perseus woke up, he found himself in the hospital. His wounds were already bandaged. What surprised him even more was that Zeke, a big shot from the police force, was sitting by his bedside. "Perseus, you're awake." "Yeah." Perseus nodded. He reached out to touch his bandaged wound. He suddenly remembered the drunk woman. He wondered why she wanted to kill him. After giving it some more thought, he figured that if she really wanted him dead, she could've just slit his throat. "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Anyway, wait here. I'll call the doctor over to check on you." Zeke stood up, wanting to find a nurse or doctor. "I'm fine." Perseus shook his head and stopped him. "Zeke, I'm a doctor myself. I know my own body well enough. I'm fine." On one hand, Perseus was concerned about his reputation. After all, he was a transcendent expert. He would be humiliated if others found out that he was outsmarted by a woman. On the other hand, he was confident in his medic