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 on the ship. He had no smile,

at her for a while, he was about to turn

she called

stopped in his tracks and looked at her. "What's the matter?" His tone

two different roles. It's really a shame he

in your kitchen are not sufficient to treat

Martin present, you are merely assisting;

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

brink of death once, and I cooked for him daily to nourish him. What is the fundamental principle for a person to recover? It's to eat well. Without

her calmly. "You

traditional medicine, one month is nothing. Sean underwent two years of treatment to fully recover," Abigail continued. When she discussed Sean, she did not appear as

but to inquire, "What

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

any case, they would not

Simond departed.

She planned to prepare a variety of dishes for a month, with no repetitions, and she was confident that the individuals here would enjoy them. Of course, if

not joking about the

body required energy, and energy was derived

a nutrient drip all day long wasn't just a setback

wrapping up her chores, Abigail settled into her room and slowly jotted down the ingredients for nutritional supplementation. sᴇaʀᴄh

nutritional recipes from Sean. Plus, she had been practicing cooking repeatedly for half a year, so her culinary skills had

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

she had already written

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