Chapter 1829


    Lydia suddenly snapped back to reality, her actions haphazard as she eximed, "Okay, okay, I''ll check his pulse right now."


    She quickly reined in her astonishment, taking Lysander''s hand in hers, trying her best to calm the storm inside her and steady her nerves as she prepared to take his pulse.


    Thssa noticed Lydia''s hands trembling slightly as she held Lysander''s wrist, as if she were incredibly nervous, almost scared.


    Seeing this, Thssa couldn''t help but chuckle. "Lydia, maybe you need a cup of tea to calm your nerves?"


    In her current state, how could she urately assess Lysander''s condition?


    Realizing she was indeed too tense, Lydia took a deep breath and said, "No, no, I''m fine... I just need to close my eyes, that''s all..."


    She didn''t dare voice the thought that floated through her mind next: And not get fed up with your lovey-dovey stuff.


    Even if she feltfortable joking with Thssa, she wouldn''t dare tease Lysander in the same way.


    With her eyes closed, Lydia focused on taking Lysander''s pulse, proving her point that shutting the outside world out allowed her to stabilize her mind and concentrate on the task at hand.


    Meanwhile, Thssa stayed silent, not wanting to disturb Lydia''s concentration.


    After checking both wrists, an impatient Thssa asked, "Well? How is he?"


    Lydia responded, "Mr. Sinir''s overall health is quite good. But his leg... it''s not something that''ll heal overnight. It''s going to take consistent treatment over time."


    Thssa was overjoyed at the news. "So, you''re saying there''s still hope for Lysander''s leg?"


    Hearing Lydia mention before that Lysander might never stand again had pained Thssa deeply, almost suffocating her with sorrow.


    Lysander, so proud and unyielding, how could he ept a future where he couldn''t stand on his own two feet?


    Knowing this, Thssa had resolved to throw caution to the wind and rush to his side.


    Life was too short to waste on indecision.


    Those you care for, you chase after without a second thought, lest you regret it for a lifetime.


    It was this very determination that had driven Thssa to decide on eloping.


    Now, hearing that there was still hope for Lysander''s leg, Thssa felt an immense joy, even more so than Lysander himself.


    Seeing her so ted, Lydia hurried to


    temper her expectations, "I mean, there''s hope with treatment, but I can''t guarantee the extent of recovery."


    Her words implied that despite the treatment, Lysander might still end up unable to stand.


    Thssa''s smile stiffened a bit, not


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    out of disdain for Lysander''s condition, but knowing how much Lysander himself cared about his ability to stand.


    His earlier question to Lydia, asking


    if


    treatment, revealed his frustration


    3 was still a point in continuing


    distress over his condition.


    He had once stood tall,manding respect and admiration from all.


    To fall from such heights into despair was a cruel fate.


    Thssa wanted to bring joy back into Lysander''s life.


    But faced with this fragile hope, she couldn''t help feeling a bit disheartened.


    However, she quickly rallied, her smile returning as she said, "It''s okay. Like you said, there''s hope with treatment. We can''t give up."


    "If you never stand again, would you be disappointed?" Lysander suddenly spoke, his deep gaze fixed on Thssa.


    His eyes, deeper than the ocean, showed a depth Thssa had never seen before.


    It made Thssa''s heart sink in response.N?velDrama.Org holds this content.