The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 225

Chapter 225 Stitches in Silence

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Rosalie worked very carefully. She barely used any strength at all. Gael’s body was covered in wounds. There was almost no unbroken skin left.

Flesh was torn open everywhere, and in the deepest places, bone could be seen.

As she cleaned the wounds, her tears kept falling.

When she finished wiping away the blood, Rosalie slipped her hand into her pocket. In truth, she was taking supplies from her storage space.

She took out medical needles and thread. Gael’s injuries were too deep. They had to be stitched.

Rosaline held the needle over the fire to sterilize it, then said in a steady voice, “Declan, hold him down.”

There was no anesthetic. The stitching would be done raw. The pain would be unbearable. Someone had to restrain him, or he might lose control from the pain.

Declan was about to step forward when the door opened. Julien walked in. “I’ll do it,” he said.

Rosalie glanced at him. Declan stepped back. Julien pressed Gael down firmly.

She took a deep breath and began.

The silver needle flashed as it moved in and out of torn flesh, pulling the open wounds closed.

Sweat broke out across Gael’s forehead. His face twisted in pain. Every time the needle went in, his body jerked hard.

Julien didn’t have it easy either. By the time it was over, he was soaked in sweat.

There were three major wounds. Rosalie stitched all three.

“That’s it. You can let go now,” she said.

Julien released him. His palms were completely wet with sweat.

After the worst injuries were treated, Rosalie sprinkled anti-infection powder over the smaller wounds. She wrapped them with clean bandages, then covered them with a layer of animal hide to hide the injuries.

The wound on Gael’s face was too close to vital nerves. Rosalie didn’t dare stitch it. She applied medicine and gently wrapped it with bandages instead.

When everything was done, Rosalie pushed the door open and stepped outside, leaving it ajar.

The room was thick with the smell of blood and strong medicine. It needed air.

Declan was already preparing the group to move. Rosalie handed him several pills. “Give him one in the morning, one at noon, and one at night,” she instructed.

Julien took them. Rosalie couldn’t stay. She couldn’t risk bringing trouble to this tribe.

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Chapter 225 Stitches in Silence

He looked at her, long and hard. “Matriarch, come back safely.”

Rosalie nodded. “I will.”

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As she hurried along the road, Rosalie suddenly saw someone running toward her at full speed. It was Elijah.

When he saw the people behind her, a sharp, dangerous look flashed in his eyes. He thought Bert’s men had caught up.

He lunged at the person closest to Rosalie, claws aimed straight for the throat.

“Wait!” Rosalie shouted. “He’s one of ours!”

The beastman pinned to the ground was shaking. The fear of death filled his eyes.

Only then did Elijah release him.

Elijah gave him a cold glance. The man scrambled away on all fours, fleeing back to the group.

“Elijah, don’t be so fierce,” Rosalie said.

Elijah stepped close, carefully checking her from head to toe. When he confirmed she wasn’t hurt, he pulled her into a tight embrace.

They hadn’t seen each other for two months. It wasn’t just Elijah who missed her. Rosalie missed him deeply too.

After holding her for a moment, Elijah remembered why he had come. He let go and told her that Bert was heading this way.

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