Chapter 620

The doctor removed his surgical mask, his face filled with regret. “The elderly lady already had a heart condition, and with the added shock, we did our best…”

David heard that and stood frozen in place, not daring to ask the next question.

Lysander’s body jolted violently, his handsome face taut and stern, his eyes narrowing.

Thalassa, who was sitting on the ground, her throat still aching, heard the doctor’s words. Her rapid breathing stopped abruptly, her mind going blank as she stared at the doctor with wide eyes.

What did he mean by “did our best”?

Did it mean that Lysander’s grandmother had passed away?

Feeling the weight of the atmosphere, the doctor somberly advised, “Prepare for the funeral. Let the old lady rest in peace.”

After saying that, the doctor left.

held her breath for a few seconds before mechanically turning to look at Lysander. His tall figure was

by his side, clenched tightly into a fist, veins bulging on the back of his hand,

her heart feeling as if it was being torn apart. She was

wheeled out a medical bed. Grandma Sybil lay on it, her eyes tightly shut.

steps towards her, his deep eyes fixed on Grandma Sybil, his cheeks stiff with suppressed

the emergency room corridor, his hurried steps taking him to the bedside.

aged face trembling as he looked at Sybil lying on the bed. “Sybil, what’s wrong? It’s me. Open your

me…”

soon as he heard that Sybil had been rushed to the hospital, he rushed back as fast as he

the silence, “Grandpa, Grandma is gone…”

shock, unable to accept the horrifying reality. His cloudy eyes quickly filled with

felt like an eternity as his heavy hand reached Sybil’s nose. There was no breath.

body, and he

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