CHAPTER 226

The lobby fell silent once more, save for the distant hum of activity from the hospital staff.

Ryan, Mr. Philips, and Mr. Andrea settled into the hard-backed chairs, their expressions somber as they waited for any word on Wraith's condition. The minutes ticked by slowly, the tension thick in the air.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Ryan caught sight of the nurse he had spoken to earlier.

He jumped to his feet, his eyes filled with hope as he hurried to meet her. "Hi Nurse... Uhm, how is he now?" he asked, his voice tinged with urgency.

The nurse offered a reassuring smile. "Your uncle is doing well," she said, her tone measured. "He's regained consciousness and is resting comfortably."

Ryan felt a wave of relief wash over him, his features relaxing ever so slightly. "Can we go see him?"

The nurse's expression turned apologetic. "I'm afraid not, at least not right now," she said, her tone regretful. "Wraith needs to rest, and I don't want