A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Vinson strode toward her, but did not give her a straight answer. “How are you feeling?” Arielle shook her head and was about to speak when the man in the bed next to hers exclaimed in Ustranasion, “It’s y’all!” Carter chopped down on the man’s neck with his back of his hand posthaste, causing the man’s eyeballs to roll into his skull and fall into unconsciousness. That shocked Arielle but she quickly recovered. “Was he conscious?” “Yeah.” Vinson nodded as he glanced meaningfully at the discomfited Carter before withdrawing his gaze. “All thanks to you.

Otherwise, we might have to tend to him for an entire year.” The increasingly embarrassed Carter pulled out his phone and made a call. “Send a few guys upstairs and move the fella back to my place.” Since the man was able to communicate normally, it was time for him to begin his “interrogation”.

astonishing! My two teachers were right in commending the profundity of traditional Chanaean medicine, and truly, there is much from which our modern medicine can learn

much of it in the beginning and thought they were just wasting time making the long trip to this backwater, but it would seem that I was too ignorant.” Arielle replied in way that was neither servile nor overbearing, “Indeed, there’s quite a lot that modern medicine could learn from traditional

prejudices of some that prevented them from being more open to exploring it.” Carter was pertinent when he heard that, but he was not the type too prideful to admit his own

to forgive me for my transgressions.” Arielle could sense Carter’s sincerity and decided to let things slide. “It’s okay since you just

my father first thing tomorrow morning and ask him to include plans for a traditional Chanaean medicine hospital in our developmental blue-print.” Arielle twitched her lower lip weakly. “If traditional Chanaean medicine could find greater development within your family, it can only