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. He had no smile, no emotion, like a

for a while, he was about to turn

she called

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

different roles. It's really a shame he didn't pursue a career in

not

Martin present, you are merely assisting; do not interfere," Simond warned her

Do you truly comprehend

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

"You are very

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

but to inquire, "What ingredients do

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

they

Simond departed.

no repetitions, and she was confident that the individuals here would enjoy them. Of

about the significance

and energy was derived

all day long wasn't just a setback for a

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

no such thing as a kitchen killer;

Simond arrived, she had