"Lysander!" Thalassa's voice was tight with worry, echoing through the room.
Lydia realized she had made a slight mistake, the acupuncture needle had veered off course. With a shock, she quickly withdrew it, rushing to check on Lysander. "Chief, how do you feel?"
Anxiety and concern filled Lydia's eyes, alongside a palpable dread. Her hand had slipped, causing the needle to miss its mark. Lysander must be in pain, but pain was the least of her worries. The real fear was that this mistake might worsen his condition.
Lysander's furrowed brow relaxed slightly, his voice rough with the sting of pain, "I'm okay."
"Mr. Sinclair!" David hurried over, his face a portrait of concern. Seeing Lysander with acupuncture needles sticking out of his head and several in his leg, he realized there had been a mishap while Lydia was treating him at the moment he had walked in to report.
David blamed himself, hanging his head in apology, "Mr. Sinclair, I'm sorry, I didn’t know you were in the middle of treatment."
Lysander steadied his breath, his gaze sharp on David, "What did you say just now?"
"I said I'm sorry."
"The sentence before that." Lysander was stern.
David got the message, repeating the report he had made upon entering, "Now, the bodyguards are probably already at Dr. Brown's clinic..."
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