Chapter 689


    After a thorough examination, Dr. Everest reported back to Lysander, “She’s sprained her ligament and


    there’s internal bleeding. We need to use abination of kneading to reduce swelling and oral


    medication for bruises and sprains.”


    Lysander simply nodded his consent.


    With Lysander’s permission, Dr. Everest retrieved medication from his medical kit to treat Thssa.


    Thssa, in her slumber, felt the pain and instinctively tried to retract her foot.


    Lysander promptly reached out hisrge hand to hold her leg steady.


    Thssa stirred slightly in her sleep but didn’t wake. Again, she sank back into deep slumber.


    “Be gentle.” Lysander’s gaze shifted from Thssa’s face to Dr. Everest, his voice stern.


    Dr. Everest quickly nodded, “Of course.”


    Sweat broke out on his forehead from the tension. Lysander’smand made him so. The intense


    pressure left him on edge.


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    Dr. Everest then lightened his movements and slowly kneaded Thssa’s foot.


    With Lysander holding her leg, she was unable to move. Soon, the kneading was done.


    Dr. Everest then wrapped Thssa’s foot with gauze smeared with a medicated salve for sprains and


    bruises, and prescribed some oral medication.


    He instructed Lysander, “Avoid her from any pungent foods and excessive physical activity. And ensure


    that she’ll get plenty of rest for at least a month.”


    With Lysander’s acknowledgment, Dr. Everest left with his medical kit.


    Lysander was standing by the bed and staring at the sleeping Thssa.


    “Don’t squish me.”


    “Ouch, you’re squishing my hand.”


    Whispers echoed from the doorway.


    Lysander nced back. He saw nothing at first until he lowered his gaze to see four little heads


    peeping in from the doorway.


    Four pairs of curious eyes, brimming with innocent wonder, were attempting to sneak a peek inside.


    They wanted toe in but were afraid of disturbing the people in the room, so they positioned


    themselves at the door and craned their necks to see inside. Their heights were almost the same, and


    the limited space caused a smallmotion among the four as they jostled for a better view. Dorian,


    unable to see, even pressed down on Elowen’s head.


    They reminded him of four curious bear cubs; their cuteness and innocence were overpowering.


    Upon catching Lysander’s gaze, Elowen gave him a goofy grin. She scratched her head sheepishly,


    “Hehe…”


    Dorian, too, stopped pressing Elowen’s head. He was blinking his young, innocent eyes endearingly.


    Sophia, who had been in the front, quickly scurried behind her siblings when she noticed Lysander’s


    attention. She clutched at Atticus’ clothes in fear of their father’s anger.


    Atticus, who had been at the back, was now second in line. He raised his cute face, meeting


    Lysander’s gaze without a hint of fear.


    Ever since he had aided his father in hacking into the housing authority’swork and subsequently


    gained his approval, his confidence had skyrocketed. Lysander’s stern gaze softened as he saw each


    kid’s cuteness. He walked over, took Elowen’s hand, and said in a low voice, “Let’s go get ready for


    bed.”


    Leading Elowen away, the other three took onest peek inside the room before following them


    downstairs.


    After their baths, Elowen wrapped her arms around Lysander, “Daddy, I want a hug, too. Tuck me in


    just like mommy.”