A Request

In the medical room. Damian watched as the doctor treated Hazel's wound. As she didn’t dare to look at her wounds, Hazel closed her eyes tightly the whole time. On the other hand, Damian could clearly see her injury and felt both angry and helpless. Now, she only felt the fear to the point that she shut her eyes tightly. It was completely different when she dared to cut her wrist deeply with the blade. Even a man would hesitate to hurt himself, but she didn’t have a second thought. Only when her wound was completely treated did Hazel open her eyes. At this moment, Damian couldn't help but angrily rebuke, "Are you crazy? How can you use such a means to force Yahir to yield? What if he doesn't agree? Moreover, have you ever thought of the reason he refused? He assumed that there would be a sequela of the new virus after taking the drug. Even Wyatt himself doubted it, yet you volunteered for the experiment!" There was a voice scolding him in his heart. If he knew that everything would com