Chapter 1162


    Doctors and nurses arrived in a sh, taking Thssa from Lysander''s arms and rushing her on a


    gurney toward the emergency room.


    Lysander followed until the swinging doors of the ER halted his pace.


    He stood at the threshold, and his brow furrowed as the lights within flickered to life. The usually


    A nurse approached, noticing one of his pant legs burned in half. His high-quality suit was jagged and


    his sturdy calf was bore all red and blistered. Some blisters had burst and oozed blood in a shocking


    disy.


    He seemed oblivious to his own injury. His intense gaze was fixed on the big “On Surgery” on ER


    doors.


    "Sir, your leg is burned; you might want to have that looked at in the treatment room. Infections can be


    quite troublesome," the nurse said with genuine concern.


    "No need," Lysander dismissed her mid-sentence, his icy stare not wavering from the ER doors, not


    sparing her a single nce.


    Intimidated by his brooding and intimidating aura, the nurse stepped back, clutching her medical kit and


    walking away.


    Lysander''s gaze lingered on the words "On Surgery" and knew it would be a while. He settled on a


    nearby waiting chair and pulled out his phone.


    "Trace Thssa''s movements today. Find out who she''s been in contact with," he ordered his head of


    security.


    After ending the call, his eyes tightened further as he continued to watch the ER doors; his presence


    was dark and ominous.


    The half-hour wait felt like an eternity to Lysander. When the doors finally swung open, he stood


    instantly and addressed the exiting doctor, "How is she?"


    Recognizing Lysander as the CEO of the Sinir Group, one of Starhaven''s most influential figures,


    the doctor replied with utmost respect, "The patient arrived in time. She wasn''t burned, just suffered


    from smoke inhtion. We''ve administered oxygen and dealt with it on time. She''s out of danger now."


    Lysander''s tense muscles rxed slightly, his eyes narrowing as he inquired further, "And the baby?"


    "The patient''s resilience ismendable, and the baby is unharmed," the doctor reassured him.


    Lysander had informed the medical team of Thssa''s pregnancy before she was whisked into the ER.


    A visible sense of relief washed over him as his oceanic pupils dted.


    Thssa was wheeled out with an oxygen mask on her face and an IV drip in her arm, but her eyes


    were open.


    Sitting beside her, Lysander''s gaze softened, his handsome face showing the remnants of exhaustion,


    "Are you feeling any difort?" he asked in a deep, soothing voice.


    Her hair was partly singed and untreated, adding to her disheveled appearance and stirring a mix of


    anger and concern in him.


    As Thssa''s eyes met his, she saw the furrowed brow and the intense aura around him.


    Was he worried about her?


    A warm surge filled her heart, and her look softened toward him. Read at NovelDrama.Org


    She shook her head slightly, indicating she was alright.