Chapter 82
Chapter 82
The man was too close, and that woody cold scent unique to hire once again surrounded her.
Sophia slightly tilted her head up, and when her eyes met Tristais, her breath caught for a moment.
She did not know if it was because of the sunlight.
She always felt…
That man’s eyes seemed to show beauty akin to blooming peach blossoms.
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Sophia’s fingertips trembled slightly, she gave a light cough, Immediately lowered her eyes to avoid his inexplicable gaze. and pretended to calmly check on Andrew Yeats’s condition.
Then, her long lashes slightly lowered, “So, you really have an engagemerit?”
After asking this question.
Sophia lightly licked her dry lips.
For some reason, her throat felt inexplicably dry and stuffy, making her feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Was it because the hospital was such a dull place?
Tristan’s gaze continuously followed Sophia, watching her slight panicked eyes avoiding his, and observing her seemingly downcast mood, with her long lashes slightly lowered.
His eyes darkened slightly, and his fair hand twitched, almost unable to restrain himself from reaching out to embrace the girl’s slender shoulders, pulling her into his arms, and telling her
Yes, he had an engagement.
And the one he was engaged to,
was her.
But, Tristan hid all his emotions deep in his eyes, trying to keep is slightly tense voice calm, accompanied by a lazy chuckle, “Is Sofi jealous?”
Sophia’s fingers resting on Andrew Yeats’s hand suddenly trembled, her eyes widened abruptly.
Jealous?
Jealous… of Tristan and his so–called fiancée?
Did she just feel that dry, stuffy feeling, was it jealousy?
This… should not be possible.
Although Sophia had never experienced jealousy, she thought she might feel a flutter in her heart for Tristan… at most for that face, but that was only a person’s admiration for something beautiful; it didn’t mean anything else.
She regarded Tristan as a friend.
Tm just concerned about my own safety.” Sophia released Andrew Yeats’s hand, calmly lifting het eyes to look at him, “If you
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indeed have a fiancée, as a woman, I should keep my distance from you to avoid unnecessary trouble.”
Just look at Chloe, and that,
Messing up with people’s relationships spells trouble.
She did not want to deal with or resolve such unnecessary trouble.
Nor did she want to be pointed at like a homewrecker.
Tristan lowered his eyes, with a deep gaze falling on Sophia’s face.
He could tell that Sophia was serious.
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As long as he nodded and admitted that he indeed had a fiancée, she would undoubtedly… choose to distance herself from
him
It was very likely that after healing his grandpa, she would completely disappear from his world.
Before learning about Sophia’s family…
He never believed that this so–called family–arranged marriage could bind him.
He had openly and candidly canceled this engagement with Edward.
But… now, the person he might be engaged to could very likely be Sophia.
The girl he constantly thought about.
How could he bear to let go?
However, everything still had to wait until he visited her family to confirm
Tristan chuckled lazily, suddenly leaning in slightly to whisper beside Sophia’s ear.
The fresh and splendid scent, carrying his unique woody cool fragrance, wafted over, “In this regard, Sofi can rest assured, L won’t give you any chance to get into trouble.”
The warm breath gushed by Sophia’s ear, and a few strands brused over her neck.
By now, it wasn’t just her eardrums that were tingling.
The skin on her neck broke out in goosebumps and a rosy blush spread.
Sophia involuntarily shrank her neck from the tingling sensation and pushed away the man. “You… if you’re goingo–talk, why do you have to be so close?”
She stood up, bypassed Tristan, and took a few steps away from im
He said he wouldn’t let her get into trouble.
As far as she was concerned.
He was the biggest trouble here!
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Sophia tried hard to control the heat on her face and avoided lacking at the man’s shimmering eyes. She coughed twice and directly addressed the main business, “I took Grandpa’s pulse and checked his current condition. With his current state, he should be able to withstand the first acupuncture session.”
Mentioning business, Sophia gradually calmed down; at least the burning sensation on her face had disappeared.
She said seriously. “However, I told you last time, his condition is complex and has dragged on too long. Even if I intervene, I can’t guarantee he can withstand the first needle.”
As long as he withstands the first acupuncture.
The follow–up shouldn’t be much of a problem.
“The key lies in….
Whether he can withstand it.‘
Tristan staggered back two steps from Sophia’s push, still leaning against the table. The white shirt on him loosened a bit, outlining his muscles underneath.
Upon hearing Sophia’s words.
His lazy and languid expression vanished instantly, and he stood up straight.
“Well, I know.”
Tristan’s eyes were serious. His eyelashes slightly drooped, he stood before the bed, and stared at the motionless old man lying there.
He pressed his thin lips together, “I know, my grandfather lived a life of battles, and he wouldn’t want his late years to be spent lying like a vegetable…..
“Instead of letting him stay like this in the hospital bed, it’s better to take a chance.
“Moreover…
He paused, his hazel eyes slightly lifting as he looked at Sophia, You also mentioned that with his condition, he probably won’t hold on… to the end of the year.”
“So, even if we don’t try
‘Grandpa won’t make it through.
In this world, Sophia Young… is the last chance, the last hope.
By any means necessary,
sary, we have to try
Since he asked Sophia to help.
He had to trust her unconditionally.
Tristan’s eyes grew even darker, his slender lips moved slightly, Sofi, I’ll leave him in your capable hands.”
Sophia nodded
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Then, she took out a bottle from the bag, tipped out a pill, and shed it into the patient’s mouth.
She took out a needle pouch, spread it open, laying it flat on the able beside her.
With a sweep of her fingers.
Three silver needles were clamped between the girl’s slender fingers, her expression calm, as they swiftly descended.
At the instant the needles fell.
Sophia’s other hand swept over the needle pouch, again picking up three silver needles, and inserted them in succession.
Six silver needles were neatly inserted into his chest.
Each needle reflected a glowing brilliance under the golden light
As the girl’s fingertip swept once more.
The flowing light on the ends of the six silver needles suddenly rippled, like a river disturbed, spreading circle after circle of luminous ripples, shimmering brilliantly.
“Hmmm
Andrew Yeats, who had been lying quietly for months without any movement, suddenly let out a very painful muttled groan.
