The night passed quickly.
It was early morning when Martha woke up again.
She opened her eyes weakly, and the gentle sunlight shone on the curtains, giving her the warmth she hadn't felt for a long time.
She glanced sideways and saw Stefan who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
His eyelashes fluttered slightly, his face was pale yet determined.
Martha slightly reached out to touch his cheek, but found that she didn't have much strength.
She thought Stefan had a pale complexion because he hadn't had a good rest.
Actually, when she saw Stefan in the basement yesterday, she had understood that Stefan had been looking for her.
After a while, Martha shifted her gaze on Stefan's arm.
The definition in his arms was very good, and some gauze was wrapped around his smooth arm at this time.
She frowned slightly, and soon understood why he was like this.
She had been kept in the basement by that old hag for a blood draw. After being sent out, the doctor must have diagnosed her with excessive blood loss.
The quickest way to rescue a patient who has lost too much blood is to give her a blood transfusion.
Judging from Stefan's current appearance, it should be a blood transfusion for her, so there is a wound on his arm.
Snapping out of her thoughts, she looked at Stefan in distress.
Stefan, who was sleeping, seemed to sense something, and looked up at Martha.
They locked eyes with deep affection.
The temperature in the air rose slowly, and Stefan looked at Martha with surprise in his eyes.
"You finally woke up."
Martha smiled, and asked, "Did you draw a lot of blood for me yesterday?"
"Not much, as long as you can survive, even if it takes my life, I'm willing."
Stefan looked at Martha affectionately, and reached out to touch her head dotingly.
She didn't know how difficult it was for him these days without her.
He couldn't even imagine what life would be like without her.
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