Abigail’s Second Life

It was unfortunate that Abigail couldn't practice acupuncture. Otherwise, why would she need massages?

"Remember Alice gave you that book? You can look through it and maybe find a traditional medicine practitioner. It could speed up the process."

Abigail recalled the book contained information on acupuncture points.

Skilled traditional medicine practitioners could achieve a lot through acupuncture.

"I'll check it out when we get back. We have to fight hard for our lives." Martin sighed.

Abigail couldn't help but smile.

By the fourth day of Martin's treatment, Abigail could see light again, though her right eye still had a cloudy layer, as if something was stuck on the eyeball, making it uncomfortable. Fortunately, this sensation didn't last long, and she fully recovered within a week.

And so, her journey of dedication began.

Every day, she brewed medicine, fed it to Sage, and gave her massages.

Abigail had to walk a considerable distance each day from the kitchen to Sage's room, with a bodyguard stationed every few meters along the way in the spacious corridor. It was very stressful.

While brewing the medicine, Abigail felt conflicted about how to get this group of people to show some expression...otherwise, the pressure would be too much.

She was staring at the jar when she suddenly sensed someone watching her.

Abigail turned to look and saw Simond leaning against the kitchen door, watching her.

It was rare for him to cross paths with her. In fact, she could count on one hand the number of times she'd seen him clearly in a week.

was completely different from when he was on the ship.

staring at her for a while,

she called out to

at her. "What's the

two different roles. It's really a shame

kitchen are not sufficient

merely assisting; do

speaking to a food therapy expert? Do you truly comprehend traditional medicine or food

was on the brink of death once, and I cooked for him daily to nourish him. What is the fundamental principle for a person to recover?

her calmly. "You are very cunning,

is nothing. Sean underwent two years of treatment to fully recover," Abigail continued.

choice but to

I will compose a menu for a month, and you can purchase accordingly," Abigail said, turning back

they would

Simond departed.

variety of dishes for a month, with no repetitions, and she was confident that the individuals here would enjoy them. Of course, if they truly did not

was not joking about the

and energy was

drip all day long wasn't just a setback for a month; it could hinder one's vitality for ten

chores, Abigail settled into her room and slowly jotted down the ingredients for nutritional supplementation. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on

nutritional recipes from Sean. Plus, she had been practicing

realized that there was no such thing as

Simond arrived, she had already written