Chapter 392


    Chapter 392 Even Ordinary Friendship Was Impossible.


    Lysander watched him, waiting for his next words.


    It seemed as though Josiah had made up his mind not to mention that person again. “Let’s go. We


    should check on Mrs. Thorne first. Do we need to do anything special to transfer her to a general ward?


    You can stay with her. I’ll handle the procedures.”


    Lysander took a deep breath, still gazing at him.


    Josiah slightly tilted his head. “What’s wrong?”


    Lysander gave up. “There’s no need for procedures. The nurse will handle everything.”


    “Good. That’s a relief. Is this foldable bed borrowed from the obstetrics and gynecology department? I’ll


    retum it.


    As he spoke. Josiah bent down to tidy up,pressing the foldable bed into apact size and


    picking it up. “Should I put it in your office?”


    Lysander softly hummed in agreement.


    “All right. I’ll send it back now.”


    The foldable bed was neither too big nor too small. She had quite a struggle moving it from the


    obstetrics and gynecology department. Yet, when Josiah took it with one hand and walked away, he


    was light on his feet. This weight was nothing to him. In no time, he entered the elevator.


    The ICU was also bustling with activity.


    A few nurses were in the process of removing various tubes and instruments from Molly’s body. When


    she was wheeled out, she abruptly grabbed onto Lysander’s hand. She opened her mouth, wanting to


    say something, but she couldn’t utter a single word,despite several attempts.


    Nothing was left but the crystal clear tears that trickled down from her eyes.


    The young nurse hadn’t noticed that she was gripping Lysander’s hand tightly while pushing the


    stretcher toward the elevator. Taken by surprise, Molly almost fell off the bed due to the sudden pull.


    Lysander was startled, too, and hurriedly took two quick steps to catch up. At the same time, she


    steadied. Molly, whose body was on the verge of copsing.


    The group of young nurses was quite starded. They quickly assisted Molly in getting herfortably


    reclined again.


    “Madam, could you please let go first? We should head to the general ward first.”


    It seemed as though Molly hadn’t heard. Her bony hand gripped Lysander’s tightly, the grip growing


    stronger, and her eyes filled with pleading.


    The young nurse was at a loss and she hesitated before saying, “Dr. Thorne…


    With a sigh, Lysander said, “Let’s go, I’lle with you.”


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    This was a standard hospital ward, yet it was anything but ordinary.


    This was the kind of ce where typically only high–ranking officials could reside, an absolute VIP


    treatment.


    Without a doubt, this was the handiwork of Josiah.


    Lysander watched as their hands intertwined and gently suggested, “Let go first. I’ll go and fetch a


    companion chair.”


    Molly’s grip loosened for a moment, but she quickly tightened it again, her entire being consumed by


    tension.


    With no other choice. Lysander could only stand by the bedside, within her line of sight, watching the


    nurses bustling about.


    “Dr. Thome, everything has been arranged. From now on, Wanda will be in charge of taking care of


    Mrs. Thome.”


    Wanda earnestly said, “Dr. Thorne, if there’s anything you need in the future, just look for me.”


    “Okay, thank you.”


    “I’ll let you rest now, Mrs. Thorne. I won’t bother you any further. If you need anything, just ring the bell


    for me,” she said.


    “Okay, sure.”


    All the nurses had left, leaving only Molly and her in the hospital ward.


    She locked eyes with Molly, both mother and daughter harboring mixed emotions.


    Molly found herself at a loss for words, leaving Lysander to break the silence first.


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    “I’ve been Lysander for more than twenty years. My parents have always treated me well, so I’m not


    yet ready to start calling you something else.”


    It seemed that Molly didn’t care about this. She tried to shake her head, her tears flowing even more


    fiercely.


    Lysander continued, “I’ve heard about what happened before. It wasn’t your fault that I got lost when I


    was young, and I’ve lived a good life these past twenty–some years. I’ve never held any grudges


    against you. But I also understand that you’ve cared for Lysanne as your own daughter for nearly thirty


    years, and you have deep emotional ties with her. To you, she and I are like two sides of the same


    hand, but for me, I can’t treat her as a sister, not even as a regr friend.”


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