Chapter 1666: Chapter 1880

Contemplating Lucinda’s treatment, he inquired, “Will the infusion enhance her condition? Can it alleviate her manic depression?”

Aldric explained, “The effects won’t be immediate; it will likely take at least a week before we see a noticeable improvement in her health.

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Nathan responded in a composed manner, “Time is not an issue, as long as she can fully recover.

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Finally, the infusion treatment ended.

Then, Nathan carefully Lifted Lucinda out of the lab, with Aldric lending a hand.

Shortly after, they made their way home.

When Nathan eventually arrived, it was already half past four in the morning.

With over four hours of potential sleep, he could rest until eight or nine o’clock, when he had to rise to prepare porridge for Lucinda.

A dietary approach was beneficial for her.

Following a lengthy night, he eventually rested on the bed.

The wounds all over his body denied him comfort, whether he lay on his stomach or on his back.

The pain persisted, prompting him to opt for sleeping on his side while cradling Lucinda.

With closed eyes, relief washed over him, and he drifted into sleep almost immediately.

The following day at noon, Lucinda, perhaps rejuvenated by the infusion, woke up less fatigued than the day before.

Upon hearing Nathan’s subtle footsteps, she sat up in bed.

Almost immediately, Nathan, dressed in a suit and tie, entered the bedroom holding a bowl of porridge.

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She regarded him with a serious expression, suspicious of the recurring scene over the past three days.

Concealing the suspicion in her eyes, she refrained from questioning him.

As Nathan settled on the bed, she inquired, “What type of porridge did you make today?”

With a pallid complexion, he responded softly, “I added some vegetables and shrimp.

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Observing him quietly, she calmly asked, “What’s been going on with me lately? I feel fatigued every day.

Although I’m better today, I still didn’t wake up until noon.

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Seated on the bed’s edge, he stirred the porridge and blew on it to cool.

“Perhaps it’s the weather.

Feeling a bit tired during seasonal changes is normal.

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“Really?” Lucinda frowned, scrutinizing his face.

As he lifted a spoonful of porridge toward her mouth, she seized his wrist and declared, “Today, I want to eat by myself.

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It was a seemingly ordinary gesture, but upon contact, he winced in pain and his wrist trembled instinctively.

Lucinda took notice and inquired, “Honey, what’s happening with you?

You don’t seem well.

Are you okay?”