My Reborn Story Is Insane (Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew)

Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew

Chapter 115 Who’s Weak?

Finished

Before the doctor could finish his sentence, Freya slapped him twice, her anger making her hands tremble. with fury.

She was venting all her frustration from Charmaine onto him.

“How could you use those dangerous injections on Emyr?” she hissed, her voice laced with venom. “If anyone finds out there are addictive substances in them, you’ll be the one who regrets it!”

The doctor froze, his body trembling with fear as he fell to his knees.

Freya had forced them to develop the drugs for Emyr’s condition. At the time, they had no other options. No matter how skilled they were, nothing seemed to help Emyr’s suffering.

But Freya had insisted they add more narcotics to the painkillers, and though they hesitated, they ultimately followed her orders.

To their surprise, it worked–at least for a little while–easing Emyr’s pain temporarily.

However, they could never admit the truth. Freya had made sure to keep them quiet, offering lavish rewards in exchange for their silence.

And in the months that followed, their professional reputations had skyrocketed thanks to Emyr.

If their involvement came to light, they would lose everything: their careers, their credibility, and their future in the field.

Freya crossed her arms, glaring at them with disdain. “You’re completely useless. Worse than servants!”

unjustly accused, had a sudden realization.

Field?” Freya demanded.

a lecture by Master Basil Field.

“You’re telling me a maid can compare

voice filled with conviction. “I only attended one lecture by him, but I’ll never forget the technique. And as for Emyr’s leg condition, no one else could fix it— not even the best

shifted slightly. “Are you saying Master Field could cure Emyr?”

percent chance, but … Master Field disappeared

legs will get better. You said it’s Master Field, right? I’ll find him, no matter

was starting to stabilize. His body, which had been wracked with pain,

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Charmaine with gratitude in his eyes. “Thank you, Ms.

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made a promise to him,” Charmaine replied softly, “You should get some rest, Tad. It’s

glanced at Emyr, still concerned. “But Mr. Emyr

him,” Charmaine reassured him. “It’s fine.”

nodded, though worry still lingered in his

last look at Emyr before quietly exiting the room, closing the door behind him.

instinctively wiping her face. It wasn’t until she noticed her hand was

so focused on Emyr that she