"What took effect?"
Facing Wenlos's excitement, Fu Qian gestured toward the seat beside him, indicating that he should take his time and explain.
"It's—"
They said that superb medical skill worked on multiple levels. Fu Qian's calm demeanor had successfully rubbed off on the patient's family.
Taking a deep breath, Wenlos quickly composed himself and swallowed the rest of what he'd been about to say.
"After the initial treatment just now, my daughter seems much better. Doctor, would you have time to go take another look?"
By emphasizing that she was ill, Mr. Wenlos had made his words virtually flawless—for Natalie, who was hiding behind the door.
Fu Qian knew, of course, that Natalie hadn't left. Just as he knew that before the person who'd brought in the food moments ago came inside, she'd been watching from over there in the exact same position for quite some time.
Naturally, Mr. Wenlos had no idea that a Soul of Vengeance was lurking nearby, spying on them.
"Sure."
Under his unusually bright, hopeful gaze, Fu Qian rose to his feet, agreeing to end his break early.
"Thank you so much, Doctor!"
They made their way back even faster than they'd left. The moment the door opened, Mrs. Wenlos, who'd been standing by the bed studying her daughter, hurried over to greet him, barely minding her manners.
"When did this start?"
Fu Qian gave a slight nod, but didn't hurry to join in the celebrations. Instead, he studied Jian, who lay on the bed, from head to toe.
It was no wonder the two parents were so excited. The eyes on Jian's face had returned to their normal proportions, and she once again looked like a refined, lovely young noblewoman.
In fact, Jian was just as excited. She watched him intently, while