Based on his experience, the wounds on Lone Fox would make him bleed to death in less than half an hour.
If only I had spent more time changing my clothes, I could have avoided this mess!
"Daniel said he could still use Lone Fox," Ashton answered quickly.
"Alright, but you guys need to clean up the place. Otherwise, you can just throw him out," Philip replied, sitting back in a corner, casually munching on a pack of potato chips.
That left Ashton in a tough position.
"I'll clean up, but could you please take a look at Lone Fox? He looks like he's about to die!" Ashton said, worriedly. He knew he could get in trouble if Lone Wolf died.
"Don't worry. He's not going to die." Philip didn't seem concerned.
After all, Philip wasn't a doctor; he was a scientist.
If Daniel hadn't wanted Lone Fox to stay alive, Philip would have let him die for making him work after hours.
Philip only checked on Lone Fox after finishing the bag of chips and sanitizing his hands.
