Transmigrated to Raise Panther Cubs novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207 A Confession in the Wind

Laurent handed over a steaming bowl of medicine. “Give this to the cub.”

Matthew reached out and took it.

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“Jaden, wake up. It’s time for your medicine.” Zachary gently shook Jaden. “Once you take your medicine, you’ll get better.”

Over the past few days, Jaden had to drink medicine many times a day. Before he was even fully awake, he opened his mouth by instinct and swallowed the bitter medicine.

Zachary crouched beside hint, holding the child’s hand tightly as he prayed silently in his heart.

The medicinal herbs worked very well. By evening, after Jaden drank the second bowl of medicine, his temperature had already gone down and gradually stabilized.

Zachary still didn’t dare let his guard down. He kept touching the child’s forehead throughout the night. After making sure Jaden didn’t have another fever, he finally let out a long breath of relief.

Matthew looked at the dark circles under his eyes and felt his heart ache. He reached out, pulled Zachary into his arms, and said softly, “It’s okay now.”

The first thing Donald asked after waking up was how Bruce was doing.

Laurent looked at his haggard face and pressed him back down. “Bruce still hasn’t woken up. Sleep a little longer.”

“I’ll go see him.” Donald struggled to get out of bed.

Laurent knew he couldn’t stop him, so he could only remind Donald not to rush. Otherwise, his wounds might split open again.

Bruce had a deep wound in his abdomen. Even after medicine had been applied, blood was still seeping from it. His face was pale, his eyes were tightly shut, and even in his unconscious sleep, his brows remained furrowed.

“Sire, Bruce has a fever.” The moment Donald touched him, he quickly turned to Laurent.

“It’s from the wound. He needs time to recover.” Laurent sighed. “How did Bruce get hurt this badly?”

Donald’s voice was rough with guilt. “I didn’t protect him well enough.”

The cave was very quiet.

Donald stared at Bruce’s face. Suddenly, the words Bruce had murmured when he was barely conscious echoed in his ears.

Bruce had been in so much pain then. He could feel the warmth draining from his body, and a white haze had covered everything in front of him.

He was so tired.

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Bruce had been afraid he wouldn’t make it back to the tribe. He lay across Donald’s back, his voice so weak it almost blended into the wind.

But Donald still heard him clearly.

Bruce said, “Donald, are you stupid?”

“Can’t you… can’t you tell I like you?”

“Are you going to avoid me forever…”

Bruce wanted to bite Donald, but he didn’t have the strength. He could only grind his teeth. “You definitely… definitely like me too…”

“Coward, I… love… you…”

In the end, all Donald could hear was the roaring silence around him.

Donald called Bruce’s name again and again, but only the wind and endless snow answered him.

Bruce slept for several days.

Donald stayed in the cave the whole time and never left his side.

Laurent couldn’t help saying, “Bruce’s wound is healing well. He’s just too tired.”

Donald still didn’t react. He sat there like a drifter, and once he sat down, he stayed there for the entire day.

Laurent shook his head and stopped bothering him. Donald was as strong as a moo beast anyway, so Laurent decided to let him be.

When Bruce woke, he stared blankly at the stone ceiling above him.

He hadn’t forgotten what he had said, but back then, he had truly thought he was about to die. As it turned out, he was harder to kill than he thought.

So now, Bruce felt very awkward.

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Maybe he should pretend he had lost his memory. That would probably save him some dignity.

While he was still thinking, Donald suddenly leaned in with reddened eyes.

Bruce was startled and blurted out, “Did you go off and become a drifter?”

Donald had been so worried about Bruce that he hadn’t had the energy to tidy up his worn–out appearance. Before he could say anything tender, Bruce’s question jammed the words right back into his

throat.

Donald said, “I didn’t become a drifter.”

“I’ve been here the whole time.”

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Chapter 202

Gonfession in the Wind

“Oh. Bruce belatedly realized that his opening line had really frot been suitable.

He didn’t get the important matter. “How are the sick people in the tribe?”

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he medicine from the Rabbit tribe works very well.”

ruce let out a breath of relief. “What about your injuries?”

uietly, “They’re nothing.”

quite trust that answer. “Did you get them treated?”

fine.” Seeing the doubt on Bruce’s face, Donald pulled open his clothes and bared his upper nes of slowly healing wounds marked the tan muscles across his torso.

d even stepped closer so Bruce could see more clearly.

Bruce checked his wounds, he instantly slipped back into his role as the shaman. “What about your ick and shoulders?”

Donald simply took off his shirt.

Bruce looked away, but couldn’t help admiring him inwardly. That body really was something. Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs, and firm, well–shaped muscles.

Most importantly, it felt really good to touch.

“Put your clothes back on.” Bruce said this very reluctantly.

Donald turned back around, picked up the clothes/beside the bed, and draped them loosely over himself.

The cave fell quiet again.

After lying down for so long, Brower back ached. He tried to sit up, but as soon as he moved, the wound in his abdomen hurt so badly that he sucked in a sharp breath.

Donald quickly held him steady. “Don’t move. Your wound has only just started to hear

Donald’s calloused palms gripped Bruce’s arm and shoulder tightly. His tan knuckles stood out sharply against Bruce’s cool, pale skin.

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heavier first, but soon, their heartbeats seemed to speed up too.

im now, and he didn’t dare do anything careless. He opened

slowly let go. Then he turned, quickly left the cave, and

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