“Lil Bing!” Raffles watched me anxiously. His grayish-blue eyes were filled with guilt and regret.

Harry carried me into the medic room and laid me on the soft medic capsule. The transparent lid slowly closed, enclosing me within. A blue light began to scan my body. 

Harry and Raffles stood on both sides of the medic capsule, watching me with concern.

“Little master is alright. Everything is normal. She only needs some rest.” At Ice Dragon’s words, they both visibly relaxed.

“What are you conducting experiments for?!” Harry angrily grabbed Raffles by his collar. He was ready to throw a tantrum right next to my medic capsule. “If you dare to use her for any other experiments, I will...