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.

from when he was on

at her for a while, he was about

she called out

tracks and looked at her.

This person is quite good at playing two different roles. It's really a shame he didn't

your kitchen are not sufficient to treat

you are merely assisting; do not interfere,"

Simond. She was unafraid of his wolf-like demeanor. "Are you speaking to a food therapy expert? Do you truly comprehend traditional medicine or food therapy?" Simond was momentarily unable to respond, as

I cooked for him daily to nourish him. What is the fundamental principle for a person to recover? It's

calmly. "You

a long time? In traditional medicine, one month is nothing. Sean underwent two years of

to inquire, "What ingredients

finish my tasks, I will compose a menu for a month, and you can purchase accordingly," Abigail said,

case, they would not

Simond departed.

a 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 wish to

about

body required energy, and energy was derived

nutrient drip all day long wasn't just a setback for a month; it could hinder

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

Andrew, she had received numerous nutritional recipes from Sean. Plus, she had been practicing cooking

Abigail realized that there was no such thing as a kitchen killer; she simply

Simond arrived, she had already