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,"

acupoints.

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a sigh of relief. Abigail's danger had come

Sean's room.

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Lie down," Sean, sitting by the bedside, ordered sternly, keeping

and found

feel like she was experiencing a medical emergency, and

sent someone to inquire, but unfortunately, there were no results. There was no such

be a

it had something to do with Joan; after all, they shared the same last name, Palmer. But if she mentioned it to Sean, he would only think she was making baseless accusations against Joan. With no evidence and only sharing a last name, how could the other person actually be from Joan's family?

they suggested acupuncture, didn't you know to refuse? Allowing someone to randomly

that... I swear, you really don't care about your life!" Sean couldn't help but be

a little aggrieved. "Your grandmother 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 comply with your grandmother's "If my grandmother suggested you go to the clinic, you could have just refused."

It was her fault that she couldn't

only physically exhausted

her

made a conscious effort to appear calm. "Sean, I don't want to see your

"Do you

your grievances at me?" Sean was on the