Thalassa and Lysander stepped into the room, only to find a scene that left Thalassa both shocked and amused.

A man, shirtless, revealing his entire upper body, lay face-down on a single bed, his back a patchwork of blues and purples, dotted with a myriad of acupuncture needles. The man's face was turned to the side, his handsome features twisted in pain like a sour lemon, tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes, making him look both pitiful and laughable. Meanwhile, Lydia, clad in a crisp white lab coat, held a silver needle in her hand, poised to insert another into the man's lower back. With precision and decisiveness, she swiftly inserted the needle. The man's back twitched, and he let out a howl of agony: "Ahh!" As he attempted to bolt up from the bed, Lydia, anticipating his movement, quickly pressed down on an area free of needles to keep him from rising, exclaiming, "Lie down, will you? Stop fidgeting! I'm targeting your 'dead kidney' zone. Do you want to lose your kidneys or what?"

Subdued by Lydia's firm hands and her authoritative words, the man lay back down, whimpering pitifully. From the moment Thalassa had entered, she recognized the man on the bed under Lydia's ministrations as Ethan, the CEO of the Crawley Group!

Ethan used to be Thalassa's boss, always impeccably dressed, suave and dashing. She had never seen him in such a comical state before. Unable to hold it in, Thalassa burst into laughter.

Her laughter caught the attention of Lydia and Lysander. Lydia turned around, her face lighting up with joy upon seeing Thalassa, but then tensed up when she noticed Lysander, standing tall and alert. "Oh... Mr. Sinclair!"

She had almost slipped into a more formal title, recalling Lysander's previous reminder to avoid military or official titles, quickly correcting herself to call him Mr. Sinclair.

too, quickly sat up, embarrassed to be seen in such a disheveled state by old friends. He reached for his shirt at his feet but, with his back full of needles like a porcupine, found he couldn't possibly put it on. He let out

with his hand, mortified

was all Lysander uttered, a man of few words, never one to mock

ease the situation, took Lydia aside to ask, "We came looking for Dr. Funke and my aunt. Haven't seen them around, have you?"

what?" Thalassa

realized

led

quickly clarified, An old lady from

velge

and younaunt went to treat her at her

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