"Your young master?" Yun Xiao stared in surprise, his eyes widening. "Why would Young Master Jenkins want to see her?"
This question made everyone still present turn back in surprise. Did they hear that correctly?
Young Master Jenkins? Wanting to see that "fake young lady"?
The bodyguard in black spoke curtly: "There are items belonging to the Milton family that need to be returned."
Ah, so it’s just about returning something.
The others exchanged glances and relaxed. It made sense—there was no way Young Master Jenkins would know a small-town "fake daughter."
Henry stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Amelia. "I’m going with her."
After all, he had promised to protect her, and he intended to follow through.
The bodyguard in black responded stiffly: "Sorry, sir, but Young Master only invited Miss Ye."
"I’m not Ye," Amelia said calmly. She pressed a button on her phone in her pocket, her
After writing, Amelia grabbed the wooden box and walked out the door.As for her handwriting, it was terrible—she didn’t care whether the recipient could read it or not.Sister Wan’s approach was all about surface etiquette.As for Young Master Jenkins… sending a gift, making it seem like he had discovered her.Amelia thought to herself that she would need to avoid this person in the future. But that pen was nice, studded with diamonds.Cultural people, after all, were all about money!Unbeknownst to Carl, his actions had backfired.As soon as Amelia left, he entered, having watched the surveillance footage all afternoon. His handsome face now showed signs of fatigue."Young Master," the bodyguard in black stepped forward, "Miss Cromwell only took the the Heart Herb, nothing else."Miss Cromwell? Carl raised an eyebrow. "Amelia," he murmured to himself. "As in the Amelia of the 'Qin Huai at dusk,
At 6 p.m., it was rush hour.The streets were filled with cars, though ClearWater Alley was not congested, just full of people chatting casually."Have you heard?""Heard what?""The doctor from the big hospital across the street was arrested.""Oh, it was the Adler family causing trouble again," Emma, who had just returned from buying vegetables, commented. "I think they came to bully Lady Milton last time on purpose!""I think so too! The news said that family is a bunch of parasites. A lot of patients have been taken advantage of by them!""She even suppressed her fellow doctors. Lady Milton must have suffered because of her!"Emma glanced over. "Now you know! Last time, they were all talking in front of Amelia!""Lady Milton has been living here for so long, and nothing ever happened.""Last time, when my stomach hurt, I couldn’t even afford the medication from the big hospital. Lady Milton made me some
“Amelia!”From a distance, Lady Milton interrupted whatever Amelia was about to say, her face beaming with joy."Tell Qi to bring more water and help Emma and the others soak their feet."Amelia naturally withdrew her hand, smiling lightly. "Alright."She decided to let Qi's matter slide for now—it wasn't urgent. As long as the medicinal herbs were being used frequently, there wouldn’t be any noticeable issues…That night, the aroma of dinner wafted through the alley.It was clear that today had been one of the happiest days for Lady Milton in recent times. She was wearing her reading glasses, gently massaging her neighbors’ shoulders, her hands steady as she worked. Whenever the patient said they felt better, she would follow with a smile.Amelia raised an eyebrow, waiting until Emma and the others had left before she helped Lady Milton to her feet and spoke up. "Grandma, let’s get back to p
Lady Milton, leaning on her cane, stood up. "Whether to reopen Yixin Hall, I need to think it over carefully."Amelia smiled lightly. "Grandma, there's no rush. The more good doctors there are, the fewer bad ones there will be. Don't you think?"Lady Milton paused, then sighed. "You're right. I’ve lived most of my life and still haven’t thought things through as well as our Amelia."Amelia nodded and didn’t push her to make a decision right away. She gave Lady Milton time to think it over, understanding the inner conflict she must be facing. After all, the idea of taking lives—something that had happened in their family—was a hard barrier for any doctor who truly wanted to save lives to cross.Qi understood what Amelia was thinking. After Lady Milton had gone to sleep that night, he set to work. The various scrap parts he had collected clicked and clacked as he assembled them into a small portable notebook.Outside the
Since the plan was to revive Yixin Hall, it wouldn’t do to be short on medicinal herbs.LA, located at the junction of two provinces, had a humid climate and dense shrubs, making it a great place to dig up mushrooms, and also other things, such as wild Ganoderma and wild ginseng.These were two of Qi’s favorite things, and at the scent of them, he immediately set off.Generally, people who lived off the land followed the principle of "relying on the mountain to eat from the mountain, and the water to eat from the water." It was rare for ordinary folks to find three or four wild ginseng roots in a day, but this pair—Qi and Amelia—had practically swept half of the mountain peak clean.On the way down, they ran into Li Yaohui, a man who specialized in early morning mushroom hunting.It was the first time Li Yaohui had seen anyone who arrived earlier than him. He looked at them in surprise. "It’s still dark. You two little
Li Yaohui hesitated. "An electrocardiogram? Is it really necessary? I only get dizzy occasionally…""You really should go," Amelia said, handing him a business card. "Or you can come to Yixin Hall in Qingshui Alley in the city."Li Yaohui took the card but was still mumbling to himself as the two kids quickly descended the mountain. They moved so fast, almost as if they were more familiar with the mountain roads than he, a seasoned mushroom hunter.Qi was reluctant to head home, especially after hearing about the wolves on the mountain. He was practically eager to test his courage.Amelia grabbed him and threw him onto the back of the motorcycle, securing the black-red helmet with a snap. "Hold onto the bag."Qi sat up straight. "Mm!""Next time, you can come here by yourself to play," Amelia said, kicking up the motorcycle stand and swinging her long legs over the bike. Her beautiful face, with a hint of exhaustion, was framed by her
The next day, the sun was shining brightly. Although Amelia hadn’t gotten up yet, there was already a flurry of activity outside the clinic.Qi had come in twice, standing by her bed and gesturing, but she couldn’t even be bothered to open her eyes.It wasn’t until Granny Ye called out, "Amelia, today is Thursday. Why aren’t you at school?" that Amelia finally got herself together and walked out, her face fresh and natural, with no makeup but still strikingly beautiful."I don’t have class in the morning," she replied.Granny Ye seemed to have seen through her thoughts and sighed deeply. "If it’s too hard for you, just tell me. It’s okay. I heard from your Emma that there are extra tutoring classes now. Should we sign you up for one?"Hard? She? Qi lifted his head at the mention of "hard," his eyes full of aggression.Amelia smiled, gathering her long hair into a high ponytail, her beauty even more a
It was important to maintain silence when diagnosing through pulse.James noticed how close the little divine doctor was standing to their young master, but he didn’t dare say anything. After all, their young master had silently given his permission.It wasn’t until Amelia released her hand and muttered, "How could it have returned to this state in just three days?" that the silence was broken.Carl coughed again, his voice raspy. "This is how my body is. You don’t need to feel guilty.""Guilty?" Amelia chuckled softly, her tone languid. "I’m not as noble as you think. I just want to know the reason. By all rights, your pulse shouldn’t have returned so quickly."Suddenly, Carl remembered the discarded medicinal scent. His beautiful peach blossom eyes deepened in thought.Amelia turned her gaze to James, who was standing nearby. "Report everything your young master has eaten these past few days. The more details,
It was important to maintain silence when diagnosing through pulse.James noticed how close the little divine doctor was standing to their young master, but he didn’t dare say anything. After all, their young master had silently given his permission.It wasn’t until Amelia released her hand and muttered, "How could it have returned to this state in just three days?" that the silence was broken.Carl coughed again, his voice raspy. "This is how my body is. You don’t need to feel guilty.""Guilty?" Amelia chuckled softly, her tone languid. "I’m not as noble as you think. I just want to know the reason. By all rights, your pulse shouldn’t have returned so quickly."Suddenly, Carl remembered the discarded medicinal scent. His beautiful peach blossom eyes deepened in thought.Amelia turned her gaze to James, who was standing nearby. "Report everything your young master has eaten these past few days. The more details,
The next day, the sun was shining brightly. Although Amelia hadn’t gotten up yet, there was already a flurry of activity outside the clinic.Qi had come in twice, standing by her bed and gesturing, but she couldn’t even be bothered to open her eyes.It wasn’t until Granny Ye called out, "Amelia, today is Thursday. Why aren’t you at school?" that Amelia finally got herself together and walked out, her face fresh and natural, with no makeup but still strikingly beautiful."I don’t have class in the morning," she replied.Granny Ye seemed to have seen through her thoughts and sighed deeply. "If it’s too hard for you, just tell me. It’s okay. I heard from your Emma that there are extra tutoring classes now. Should we sign you up for one?"Hard? She? Qi lifted his head at the mention of "hard," his eyes full of aggression.Amelia smiled, gathering her long hair into a high ponytail, her beauty even more a
Li Yaohui hesitated. "An electrocardiogram? Is it really necessary? I only get dizzy occasionally…""You really should go," Amelia said, handing him a business card. "Or you can come to Yixin Hall in Qingshui Alley in the city."Li Yaohui took the card but was still mumbling to himself as the two kids quickly descended the mountain. They moved so fast, almost as if they were more familiar with the mountain roads than he, a seasoned mushroom hunter.Qi was reluctant to head home, especially after hearing about the wolves on the mountain. He was practically eager to test his courage.Amelia grabbed him and threw him onto the back of the motorcycle, securing the black-red helmet with a snap. "Hold onto the bag."Qi sat up straight. "Mm!""Next time, you can come here by yourself to play," Amelia said, kicking up the motorcycle stand and swinging her long legs over the bike. Her beautiful face, with a hint of exhaustion, was framed by her
Since the plan was to revive Yixin Hall, it wouldn’t do to be short on medicinal herbs.LA, located at the junction of two provinces, had a humid climate and dense shrubs, making it a great place to dig up mushrooms, and also other things, such as wild Ganoderma and wild ginseng.These were two of Qi’s favorite things, and at the scent of them, he immediately set off.Generally, people who lived off the land followed the principle of "relying on the mountain to eat from the mountain, and the water to eat from the water." It was rare for ordinary folks to find three or four wild ginseng roots in a day, but this pair—Qi and Amelia—had practically swept half of the mountain peak clean.On the way down, they ran into Li Yaohui, a man who specialized in early morning mushroom hunting.It was the first time Li Yaohui had seen anyone who arrived earlier than him. He looked at them in surprise. "It’s still dark. You two little
Lady Milton, leaning on her cane, stood up. "Whether to reopen Yixin Hall, I need to think it over carefully."Amelia smiled lightly. "Grandma, there's no rush. The more good doctors there are, the fewer bad ones there will be. Don't you think?"Lady Milton paused, then sighed. "You're right. I’ve lived most of my life and still haven’t thought things through as well as our Amelia."Amelia nodded and didn’t push her to make a decision right away. She gave Lady Milton time to think it over, understanding the inner conflict she must be facing. After all, the idea of taking lives—something that had happened in their family—was a hard barrier for any doctor who truly wanted to save lives to cross.Qi understood what Amelia was thinking. After Lady Milton had gone to sleep that night, he set to work. The various scrap parts he had collected clicked and clacked as he assembled them into a small portable notebook.Outside the
“Amelia!”From a distance, Lady Milton interrupted whatever Amelia was about to say, her face beaming with joy."Tell Qi to bring more water and help Emma and the others soak their feet."Amelia naturally withdrew her hand, smiling lightly. "Alright."She decided to let Qi's matter slide for now—it wasn't urgent. As long as the medicinal herbs were being used frequently, there wouldn’t be any noticeable issues…That night, the aroma of dinner wafted through the alley.It was clear that today had been one of the happiest days for Lady Milton in recent times. She was wearing her reading glasses, gently massaging her neighbors’ shoulders, her hands steady as she worked. Whenever the patient said they felt better, she would follow with a smile.Amelia raised an eyebrow, waiting until Emma and the others had left before she helped Lady Milton to her feet and spoke up. "Grandma, let’s get back to p
At 6 p.m., it was rush hour.The streets were filled with cars, though ClearWater Alley was not congested, just full of people chatting casually."Have you heard?""Heard what?""The doctor from the big hospital across the street was arrested.""Oh, it was the Adler family causing trouble again," Emma, who had just returned from buying vegetables, commented. "I think they came to bully Lady Milton last time on purpose!""I think so too! The news said that family is a bunch of parasites. A lot of patients have been taken advantage of by them!""She even suppressed her fellow doctors. Lady Milton must have suffered because of her!"Emma glanced over. "Now you know! Last time, they were all talking in front of Amelia!""Lady Milton has been living here for so long, and nothing ever happened.""Last time, when my stomach hurt, I couldn’t even afford the medication from the big hospital. Lady Milton made me some
After writing, Amelia grabbed the wooden box and walked out the door.As for her handwriting, it was terrible—she didn’t care whether the recipient could read it or not.Sister Wan’s approach was all about surface etiquette.As for Young Master Jenkins… sending a gift, making it seem like he had discovered her.Amelia thought to herself that she would need to avoid this person in the future. But that pen was nice, studded with diamonds.Cultural people, after all, were all about money!Unbeknownst to Carl, his actions had backfired.As soon as Amelia left, he entered, having watched the surveillance footage all afternoon. His handsome face now showed signs of fatigue."Young Master," the bodyguard in black stepped forward, "Miss Cromwell only took the the Heart Herb, nothing else."Miss Cromwell? Carl raised an eyebrow. "Amelia," he murmured to himself. "As in the Amelia of the 'Qin Huai at dusk,
"Your young master?" Yun Xiao stared in surprise, his eyes widening. "Why would Young Master Jenkins want to see her?"This question made everyone still present turn back in surprise. Did they hear that correctly?Young Master Jenkins? Wanting to see that "fake young lady"?The bodyguard in black spoke curtly: "There are items belonging to the Milton family that need to be returned."Ah, so it’s just about returning something.The others exchanged glances and relaxed. It made sense—there was no way Young Master Jenkins would know a small-town "fake daughter."Henry stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Amelia. "I’m going with her."After all, he had promised to protect her, and he intended to follow through.The bodyguard in black responded stiffly: "Sorry, sir, but Young Master only invited Miss Ye.""I’m not Ye," Amelia said calmly. She pressed a button on her phone in her pocket, her