Chapter 63: The hot alchemist

The door swung open, and a woman in her late twenties stepped into the room. Her brown hair was neatly tied back in a practical bun, and her green eyes sparkled with intelligence. She wore a pristine white coat over a form-fitting dress that made her figure look snatched by the outfit. Her neckline exposed a full cleavage that threatened to spill out with how she walked and they bounced.

As her gaze fell upon Zafron, her eyes widened in surprise.

"You're awake!" she exclaimed, quickly regaining her composure. "I'm Dr. Lyra, the alchemist in charge of your care. How are you feeling?"

Zafron attempted to sit up, wincing slightly. "Better than I expected, honestly. Though still a bit confused."

Dr. Lyra approached his bedside, her movements graceful and purposeful. "That's understandable. You've been through quite an ordeal. Let me check your vitals."