"Okay, I'll take your word for it this time. If you cure him, the Sinclair family is willing to shell out two billion for your house call fee. Plus, we'll sing your praises in every major media outlet, hailing you as a miracle worker!"

Zephyr laid out his offer.

Over these past three years, he had consulted no fewer than ten doctors and spent a small fortune, yet none of them could bring Lysander out of his slumber.

If Dr. Funke could actually wake Lysander up, no amount of money would be too much.

The prospect of two billion would send any sane person over the moon, but Dr. Funke's next words left Zephyr gobsmacked.

"The patient's wife has already compensated me, and once I accept a favor, I do not double-dip," Dr. Funke stated.

The patient's wife? Was he referring to Thalassa?

and hawk-like, swiveled

a beat, her face the picture of

her lips, Zephyr's attention had already shifted back to Dr. Funke. "When

Funke said, and after a pause, he added, "I have a custom when I practice. I need complete silence while I'm inserting the acupuncture needles. Any noise can throw off my precision, and

instructed, "Stand guard

exiting the room and closing the door behind them to

to Dr. Funke, "You can begin. No one will

words, interjected, "We'll just be here to assist you. After all, we are the

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a surprised glance. When he said 'we', was he including her in

three years, Zephyr had never shown her any

Funke didn't say anything more. He pulled out his set of silver needles and expertly found Lysander's acupuncture points. His movements were swift, precise, and unforgiving as he inserted the needles into Lysander's head. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access

watching anxiously, her breathing slowed. She was so concerned about disturbing Dr. Funke that she was afraid to

forehead was beaded with sweat from

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