Chapter 1164

Thalassa glanced at Lysander’s leg and then up at him. Worry and tension were clear as day in her clear eyes.

Lysander caught her concern and attempted to downplay the injury, “It’s just a scratch, no big deal.”

Despite his casual words, Thalassa saw the harsh reality-a large swath of his calf was burned, several blisters had popped, and the mingling of blood and pus was a gruesome sight.

He must have gotten burned while rescuing her

Her heart clenched with a mix of guilt and anxiety.

After finishing in the bathroom, she stood up and was ready to leave.

Lysander reached out to carry her, but she quickly stepped away, heading for the door to dodge his embrace.

she had to make her

Lysander, and the thought of making him carry her was

bathroom. Lysander didn’t press further and followed her with the

her gaze then returning to his leg, silently urging

her side. Instead, he sat down by her bed, locking eyes with her as if afraid she’d

hadn’t moved to treat his injury, checked the oxygen tank anxiously.

the oxygen mask and, barely catching her breath, urged Lysander, “Go to the infirmary and get that leg looked at

who’s going to

by his concern, she gazed at his handsome face. There was a warmth in his typically cold demeanor that left

made her sway

moment, she felt that his deep-set eyes were trying to

“I can look after myself. You need to take care of that wound, or you might end up with an infection

you hold that against me?”

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