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.

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

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

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are merely assisting; do not interfere,"

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shrugged. "Sean Graham was on the brink of death once, and I cooked for him daily to nourish him.

her calmly. "You are very

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case, they would

Simond departed.

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