Chapter 620

The doctor removed his surgical mask, his face filled with regret. “The elderly lady already had a heart condition, and with the added shock, we did our best…”

David heard that and stood frozen in place, not daring to ask the next question.

Lysander’s body jolted violently, his handsome face taut and stern, his eyes narrowing.

Thalassa, who was sitting on the ground, her throat still aching, heard the doctor’s words. Her rapid breathing stopped abruptly, her mind going blank as she stared at the doctor with wide eyes.

What did he mean by “did our best”?

Did it mean that Lysander’s grandmother had passed away?

Feeling the weight of the atmosphere, the doctor somberly advised, “Prepare for the funeral. Let the old lady rest in peace.”

After saying that, the doctor left.

mechanically turning to look at Lysander. His tall figure was rigid, a melancholic and dark aura radiating

bulging on the back of his hand, his eyes filled with

heart feeling as if it was being torn apart. She was lost, in pain,

it, her eyes tightly shut. Her wise, artistic face

her, his deep eyes fixed on Grandma Sybil, his cheeks

Zephyr rushed into the emergency room corridor, his hurried

bed, his aged face trembling as he looked at Sybil lying on the bed. “Sybil,

me…”

heard that Sybil had been rushed to the hospital, he rushed back as fast as

through the silence, “Grandpa,

horrifying reality. His cloudy eyes quickly filled with tears as he reached out

distance felt like an eternity as his heavy hand reached Sybil’s nose. There was

body, and he stumbled

arms caught his grandfather, providing him with support.

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