Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 684

Luna glanced at Abigail but remained silent.

Abigail continued, "Once I've dealt with the danger around you and you're feeling better, I'll take you to see her. Once the drugs have left your system, you'll recover."

"Are you referring to a miraculous doctor?" Luna questioned.

"Luna, you have to believe that Western medicine is not all-powerful, but traditional medicine doctors have a history of thousands of years. Countless ancestors have continuously experimented, tested, and personally tried medicines, resulting in the accumulation of their wisdom. If local medicine doesn't work, traditional medicine doctors definitely can. I have faith in the wisdom of our ancestors," Abigail said confidently.

Luna looked at her, slightly moved. However, she soon showed a sense of defeat again. "It's enough if Larry is cured. Why are you wasting time trying to save me?"

Abigail knew that Luna was suffering from depression, and nothing she said would help. After all, her illness prevented her from finding interest in anything, including hope.

After Abigail had tidied up the room, it was almost dark. The room was so dirty, filled with garbage. She was exhausted, and her back ached.

"Go take a bath and wash your hair. I'll take you out for dinner," Abigail said to Luna as she sat on the now clean couch.

"Why do I need to bathe and wash my hair? You can bring the food back." Luna resisted the idea of going out.

Abigail looked at her and said, "I want to go for a walk. It's my first time in Saraville. Come with me!"

Luna frowned but remained silent.

her mood was slightly better than in the morning. Abigail wouldn't have asked her to go out if it had been like the morning. "Come on. Let's

conflicted to troubled. After some time, she finally got

sighed and got up, heading to Luna's

bath, she realized she hadn't brought anything. She had been like this before, forgetting

need some clothes and a towel," Luna called from the

the bathroom door. You'll see them when you open the

bathroom door opened slightly, and Luna reached out to

many scars on her hand. There were new and old scars,

the clothes and retreat, it took her a while to return

to self-harm

came out, she saw Abigail sitting in front of the couch, looking

over to her and

up and went to the bathroom to get a

lay on the couch as Abigail

still very soft after it

dinner, I'll take you to get your hair

many people... They talk too much."

I'll do the talking." Abigail gently ran her fingers through her hair, trying

chose to compromise

ached at

depression, the more her heart ached.

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