Chapter 1172

Nathan, feeling the weight of the threat, calmed down.

As his agitation subsided, his hollow eyes appeared tired, framed by long lashes.

His handsome face had a faint pallor, evidence of his illness.

Cautiously, Cyrus started to reach out for the man’s wrists and gently pulled the ties loose.

Then, he grabbed some cotton swabs and started to disinfect Nathan’s wounds by dabbing them with alcohol.

The liquid stung, causing intense pain to surge through Nathan’s body.

Although his vision was impaired, the pain seemed to magnify within him, manifested only through his trembling fingertips.

If his fingertips hadn’t trembled uncontrollably, Cyrus would have thought that the virus had made him numb.

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it hurt? If you feel pain, it means you’re

at least act like a patient and

the wound with a

expressionless, refraining from

“Where did Lucinda go?”

abroad,”

dab another cotton

er the man’s wrist.

against the headboard

did she go abroad? What is

really want to know?” Cyrus raised an eyebrow, trying to stall

enthusiastically, gradually regaining his sanity and

all of a sudden, Cyrus said, “Take the

rest of the day, I might tell

pills on the bedside table within the man’s reach and handed him

“Take these.

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