Xander wanted to argue, but he realized that there was truth to it. He wasn't in any condition to fight now. He couldn't even move.
Taking a deep breath, he nodded his head. His heart was filled with frustration of not being able to do anything as the APF was destroyed from its core. All he could do was do whatever it took to survive for the moment.
"Alright. Do it," he said after the initial struggle.
The doctor moved over to a drawer. Opening it, he brought an injection out. He also brought out a small vial.
"Lie on the bed," he commanded Xander.
Xander laid on the bed as he watched the white-robed man step closer to him.
The doctor rubbed the forearm of Xander with a cotton swab before he inserted the injection which had the medicine.
"You stay safe as well," Xander told the doctor as he started feeling sleepy. He knew that it wasn't only him, but even the doctor who was in danger.
