The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Just as they were talking, the bodyguard ushered Dr. Funke into the room.

Dr. Funke was still in his lab coat, having been hauled over before he could even change. Yet, instead of showing any signs of resentment for being dragged in, he wore a mocking smile as he walked into the

room.

"Master," Lydia called out nervously, holding a set of acupuncture needles in her hands.

Seeing Dr. Funke, Thalassa greeted him with a guilty and apologetic tone, "Dr. Funke."

"I see the placement on the head isn't bad, but what about the leg here? Why are we missing a needle?" Dr. Funke approached Lysander, inspecting the needles placed in him, and began giving Lydia an impromptu lesson.

Embarrassed, Lydia admitted, "I misplaced one."

"The most crucial needle in the leg and you misplaced it? You've never made such a rookie mistake during practice. What, not used to working on a real person?" Dr. Funke quizzed.

David was taken aback. What was Dr. Funke saying?

His apprentice was using their esteemed Lysander for practice?

prestigious Mr. Sinclair, treated as a test subject? Could Mr. Sinclair tolerate

feared for

to use Lysander as a test subject,

couldn't help but glance at Lysander,

good luck

and quickly replied, "Master, I

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NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

Lydia indicated David.

up, apologizing, "Dr. Funke, my apologies. It was my ignorance, not recognizing your esteemed name or your apprentice. It was foolish of me to summon you in such a manner. If you're upset, feel free to punish me; I won't

him little mind, and took the needle from Lydia. Squatting down, he began a hands-on lesson, "See, there's a difference between a human and a mannequin in a lab. Humans can move at any time, whereas mannequins do not. So, when you're needling a person, you need to stabilize the area with one hand, ensuring

Dr. Funke inserted the needle into a

penetrated, Lysander couldn't help but

out in alarm, her heart leaping