Lily stopped in her tracks, turned around, and raised an eyebrow.
"What do you want?"
Sean paused his wheelchair and fixed his deep gaze on her. "Where did you learn your medical skills?"
Lily froze for a moment, caught off guard by the sudden question.
"Sean, is now really the time to ask that?" she replied, forcing a casual smile. "I just saved your men. Shouldn't you be taking care of them instead of interrogating me about trivial matters?"
"My men can wait. I'll get their account of the events later. That's none of your concern," Sean said, his tone unwavering and serious. "But I've done my research. Your family records don't mention any history of medical expertise. So I need to know—where did you really learn your skills?"
A subtle wave of unease crept into Lily's c
