The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"Scared of dying now, huh? Why didn't you think of going to the doctor when you first got sick?" Ethan said, his voice tinged with annoyance.

"Are you going to treat him or not? If not, I'm leaving. I don't have time for this nonsense." Lydia, already holding her acupuncture needles, was visibly irritated and ready to put them away.

"Hey, hey, hey, let's get on with the treatment! Don't leave, okay?" Ethan instinctively reached out to stop Lydia from putting away her needles.

The moment his hand touched Lydia's, she shot him a glare sharp enough to cut through steel.

Ethan froze, the severity of the situation not quite hitting him until he realized he was actually holding her hand. He quickly let go, raising both hands in surrender. "I didn't mean to—I just... didn't want you to leave..."

Before he could finish, Lydia's glare intensified.

Realizing he'd put his foot in it again, Ethan hurriedly tried to backtrack. "I mean, my buddy's on death's door here. If you leave, he's a goner for sure."

His words were rushed and slightly incoherent.

to this exchange, feeling like he was on

Ethan to say something positive

Ethan couldn't seem to say anything

slumping back

downhill. Dr. Lydia,

Seeing Alaric staring blankly at the ceiling, life seemingly draining from him, she pushed Ethan aside and positioned herself beside the bed. She targeted a

moment the needle pierced his skin, Alaric stiffened,

my God, Alaric, are you okay?" Ethan

realizing her mistake, was also terrified. "Oh no, I got the side wrong that

Ethan was petrified.

beyond help. "Buddy, I'm so sorry. I

removed the wrongly placed needle and quickly adjusted,

few more precise insertions, Alaric's condition seemed to be sweat beads forming on his forehead

Alaric's condition stabilize, he finally took