Return of the Crowned Heiress

Heiress 20

Chapter

20

He didn't mention any names, after all.

Clive remained oblivious, stepping forward to check Stephan's pulse, only for Stephan to avoid his touch. Let your little assistant do it." Felicia held the medical kit, having indeed come upstairs as an assistant.

Clive frowned. "Mr. Russell, my assistant is inexperienced and might misdiagnose you. It's better if I do it myself."

"No need. I only want her," Stephan replied, his tone lazy, emphasizing the last few words.

To anyone unaware, it might have sounded flirtatious. But the air was thick with tension.

Clive was about to protest, but Felicia cut in. "Grandpa, let me handle it."

"You..." Clive clearly hesitated, wanting to question her ability, but Felicia didn't respond. This was her chance to prove herself.

beside the bed, meeting

wrist.

injury on his

but we need to administer acupuncture to drain it and make an incision to remove it." Stephan didn't

guided her on which acupuncture points to use first to draw out the poison, eager to step

sutured wound on Stephan's shoulder, then deftly inserted needles into

dark blood

was undoubtedly painful, Stephan didn't even

skin or drawing out the poison. Her hands were steady as she stitched him up without hesitation. Her eyes lowered in focus. She was

to his heart. This forced Felicia to lean in, unavoidably close to him, as she stitched

occasionally

deep, dark eyes, filled with mischief and curiosity, bold and unrestrained. "All done," Felicia announced,

buttoning up his shirt, his hands deliberate and steady, giving off an air

downward, taking in his broad shoulders and toned chest, and

Clive was oblivious to the palpable tension, still in shock over Felicia's

techniques she had just demonstrated

rare; even he, a medical master, only had