Chapter 893
The young man swung the stick, fury in his eyes. Jace didn’t hesitate—he stepped in front of Rhea, taking the blow straight across his back. The pain hit hard and deep.
Rhea gasped and grabbed his arm. “Dean, are you okay? Why’d you take that for me?”
Jace clenched his jaw and straightened up. “It wasn’t for you. It was for me.” His voice was tight, and his eyes darkened as he glanced at his back. The hit had been brutal, but as Pharaoh’s former medic, he’d lived through worse. Pain was nothing new.
Still, anger simmered beneath his calm. His cold stare fixed on the attacker, making the man flinch.
But the rage didn’t fade. The man shouted, “You quack! My sister was only 19! If it weren’t for you and your damn hospital, she’d still be alive! You should’ve died instead!”
Rhea stepped forward, sharp and firm. “You can’t just blame us! We save lives—how is that wrong?”
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