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 was totally unprepared, but now she had to make her own way out. Her legs were not hurt, she

was Lysander, and the thought of

resolute steps, Thalassa left the bathroom. Lysander didn’t press further

to set the tank down, her gaze then returning

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

the oxygen tank anxiously. It

quickly removed the oxygen mask and, barely catching her breath, urged Lysander, “Go to the infirmary

to watch

gazed at his handsome face. There was a warmth in his typically cold demeanor that left her

her sway

moment, she felt that his deep-set eyes

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

you hold that against me?” he asked suddenly.

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