Rise of the Dragon Lord: Supernatural Awakening

Chapter 004

TRYING HIS NEWFOUND ABILITY

The room was silent as the graveyard, they could only hear the faint beeping of the heart monitor and the soft, labored breathing of the young lady lying on the bed.

She looked fragile, her skin pale and her lips dry. Tubes and wires connected her to various machines, each one a reminder of how critical her condition was.

Ethan stood at the foot of the bed, his golden eyes fixed on her. He could feel the weight of the moment, the gravity of what he was about to do.

Beside the bed stood the young lady’s suitor, Nico Wharton, a man in his late twenties with a sharp jawline and an air of arrogance. He was dressed in a tailored suit, his posture stiff and his expression was that of disdain.

Next to him was the doctor he had brought—a man in strange, almost ceremonial robes that seemed out of place in the sterile environment of the ward. The doctor’s face was unreadable, his eyes hidden behind thick and black glasses.

Ethan ignored them both. His focus was entirely on the young lady. He stepped closer to the bed, his movements deliberate. The suitor’s eyes narrowed, and he stepped forward, blocking Ethan’s path.

“What do you think you’re doing? Where do you think you're going?∆” the suitor, Nico Wharton demanded, his voice sharp. “You can’t just barge in here and….”

Ethan didn’t let him finish. With a single, fluid motion, he drew a small knife from his pocket and sliced his palm.

Adam’s eyes widened in shock at his action as a drop of blood welled up from the cut. The blood was unlike anything he had ever seen—it shimmered with a faint, iridescent glow, as if it contained the colors of a rainbow.

Before anyone could react, Ethan leaned over the bed and let the drop of blood fall onto the young lady’s dry lips.

Nico Wharton gasped in horror, his face twisting in disgust. He tried to stop him but his blood had entered into the young lady's mouth.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” he shouted, his voice rising. “Do you have any idea how unsanitary that is? What if you have some kind of disease? Look at that blood. It’s not even normal!”

He glanced at the woman and the housekeeper, “Is this the doctor you are referring to? Look at how dirty and unkempt he looks! It is shameful you can't differentiate between a doctor and a miscreant.”

Ethan fumed in anger, he glanced at the young man dangerously. His eyes blazed with fire but didn't bother to say anything.

“You shouldn't look down on him! He is a Divine Doctor! You should insult me and not him!” Samantha, the woman who brought Ethan into the house, couldn't stand Nico's attitude anymore. She snapped back at him angrily.

Nico Wharton sneered disparagingly, and stared down at Ethan in disdain.

“Divine Doctor? You must be joking! Are you out of your mind? How can this miscreant be a doctor? If anything happens to my fiance, I'm going to sue you!” He blurted, his voice rising.

Ethan didn’t respond at whatever they were saying. He simply watched as the drop of blood seeped into the young lady’s lips.

Fuming in anger, Nico Wharton turned to the housekeeper, who had been standing quietly by the door.

“Get him out of here!” Nico Wharton snapped. “This is completely unacceptable. I won’t stand for this kind of barbaric behavior in my presence.”

The housekeeper hesitated, glancing at Ethan. He clearly didn’t want to intervene, but Nico's anger was impossible to ignore.

Reluctantly, the housekeeper stepped forward and gently touched Ethan’s arm.

“Sir Siegfried,” he called quietly, “perhaps it would be best if we stepped outside for now.”

Ethan nodded, his expression calm. He didn’t argue or resist. He simply turned and followed the housekeeper out of the ward, leaving Nico and the strange doctor behind.

As they got out of the room, Samantha felt uncomfortable. Her eyes were filled with curiosity and a hint of concern.

“Why did you do that?” she asked. “I know your blood is special, but… was that really necessary?”

Ethan didn’t answer right away. He stopped in front of the transparent glass window that looked into the ICU ward. Through the glass, he could see the young lady lying on the bed.

Her face, which had been pale and lifeless just moments ago, was now beginning to regain its color. Her breathing, once weak and shallow, was becoming steady and strong.

Samantha followed his gaze, her eyes widening as she saw the change. “Is that…?” she began, but her voice trailed off.

Ethan nodded. “My blood is not ordinary,” he said, his voice low and confident.

“I am the descendant of the dragon-slaying hero, Siegfried. My blood has always had special properties, but now, after bathing in dragon blood, it has become something even more powerful. In ancient times, it would have been called a panacea—a cure for all ailments.”

The woman stared at him, her mind racing. “So… you knew it would work?”

“Yea, I knew,” Ethan replied. “The young lady’s weakness was caused by her prolonged coma. My blood has not only healed her body but also strengthened it. She is now stronger than an adult male.”

As if to confirm his words, the electrocardiogram beeped loudly indicating the change in the young lady's heart.

Her heartbeat, which was slow and faint, had begun to beat at a normal rate.

Samantha was stunned and couldn't explain how a drop of blood can change everything.

“This is really wonderful. You are very special, Siegfried”