Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 97 Everyone Will Be Fine

Cornelie could only shrug and say, "Alright, alright. All I know is the last name is Palmer. I have no

idea which Palmer it is. The contact information should be on the packaging of the medicine Abigail brought back. You should go

check."

"You took her for acupuncture treatment without even knowing the doctor's name?" Sean's anger flared, and he hung up the phone after speaking.

Turning back to the hotel room, he found Abigail's bag. Aside from a tablet, an identification card,

and keys, there was no sign of any medicine.

Sean's expression turned exceptionally cold.

He sat back down beside Abigail and called Cornelie again.

When Cornelie answered, he calmly asked, "What's the name of the clinic?"

"It's called Great North Clinic. How is she? It's just an acupuncture treatment. Why is she being so delicate?" Cornelie muttered to herself, her words filled with discontent toward Abigail. Sean gave an acknowledging grunt and hung up the phone again.

He held Abigail's hand and noticed it was icy cold.

It was fortunate that there was a traditional medicine practitioner here. After a thorough examination and identifying the problem, the doctor pressed a few acupoints to gradually stabilize

her condition.

fatal," the traditional

acupoints.

now?" Sean

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sigh of relief. Abigail's danger had come suddenly,

Abigail woke up, she found herself in Sean's room. She was a bit groggy and tried

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move. Lie down," Sean, sitting by the bedside, ordered sternly, keeping an eye

her lower abdomen and found that the pain had

feel like she was

grandmother said you got some medicine, but where is it?" Sean had already sent someone to inquire, but unfortunately, there were no results. There was no such

be a business

it had something to do with Joan; after all, they shared the same

didn't you know

couldn't help but be angry when he thought about how close she came to losing her

was right there. How could I refuse? She's not in good health, and I didn't want to upset her. You treat my grandmother well, so I

fault. It was her fault that she couldn't have children, and it was her fault for not

only physically exhausted but

to get out of bed, Sean pushed her back. "Did

Abigail's eyes, but she made a conscious effort to appear calm. "Sean,

"Do you

saved you, and you're directing your grievances at me?" Sean was on the verge