Military hospital, intensive care unit.

Whitney was wiping Henry’s body down.

After a few days of rest, Henry had come to, albeit he was still very weak.

James walked into his ward with May.

Whitney stopped and greeted him, “Hey ,James.”

James waved st her. When he saw that Henry had regained consciousness, he let out a relieved sigh. Henry woke up earlier than James thought he would.

“James...”

Henry greeted him with a feeble voice from his bed, “Sorry. I wasn’t good enough.”

James sat down on the side of his bed, “It’s okay, everything’s over now. Focus on your recovery. After you get better, we can fight together again. We can create a new empire in Cansington just like we did in the battlefields of the Southern Plains.”

“Yes…”

Henry answered.

James felt his pulse to assess his current condition.

He did a series of tests before he wrote a new prescription for Henry.

After that, he called Blithe King.

“Blithe, I am at the military hospital right now. Come over if you have time.”

Jame