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Chapter 334 Psychological Therapy
Night. The smell of disinfectant lingers in the air, sharp and unpleasant. Around eight thirty, Daven leads Katelynn into the ward. Lynnsey's fingers, hidden under the blanket, tighten slightly as she says with a pale face, "Miss Katelynn, I apologize for my impulsive actions earlier. I hope you can forgive my mistake." Katelynn's red lips purse indifferently. In all her years, she has never been slapped. If Daven hadn't personally called her, she would never have come here to treat Lynnsey herself. She purses her lips and remains silent. Daven's cold gaze sweeps over. Only then does she pull the corner of her lips and say, "The matter is already in the past, I haven't held it against you." She walks to the bedside, with an official attitude, "Ms Bridge, can you describe your con
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