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After hearing people call her that so often, Francesca suddenly realized something. I think I'm starting to realize who I am.

When the doctor, George Henderson, had mentioned Francesco and surmised that his mentor might have already died, the woman was filled with rage and silently cursed at George.

Then, when Sean asked for her name, she hastily called herself Master Felch.

It seemed like she subconsciously knew that her last name was Felch and that she had some sort of connection with the person known as Francesco.

Who could Francesco be? Are we related?

At the thought of this, Francesca grew excited.

One day, she so happened to overhear Sean instructing some underlings to look for Francesco. “Try searching for him in Chanaea,” she suggested. “Given how skilled Francesco is in traditional medicine, he has to be Chanaean.”

“That's what I thought too. We've already sent our men to look over there.” Sean nodded. “Don't worry. Even if we manage to find Francesco, you'll still get to keep your money.”

“Glad to hear that.”

Francesca grinned. If they manage to find Francesco, I'll be able to figure out who I am.

Then, I can go home.

The herbal concoctions Sean had ordered arrived three days later.

Francesca instructed him to boil the ingredients for four hours before pouring everything into a bathtub for Danrique to soak himself in. She would then go over and perform acupuncture on the latter.

Seen immedietely did es told.

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