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.

closer, half-crouching beside the bed, meeting Stephan's intense gaze as she reached

wrist.

on his body-not

on it. The toxin hasn't entered your lungs yet, but we need to administer acupuncture to drain it and make an incision to remove it." Stephan didn't seem surprised, merely lazily nodding as he removed his shirt,

from her kit and laid out a row of silver needles. Before she began, Clive anxiously guided her on which acupuncture points to

cut open the previously sutured wound on Stephan's shoulder, then deftly

of dark

undoubtedly painful, Stephan

she stitched him up without hesitation. Her eyes lowered in focus. She was calm and absorbed in her

just below his collarbone, close to his heart. This forced Felicia to lean in, unavoidably close to him, as

occasionally

met his deep, dark eyes, filled with mischief and curiosity, bold and unrestrained. "All done," Felicia announced, finally stepping back as she

buttoning up his shirt, his hands

and toned chest,

shock over Felicia's swift and decisive actions. He was astonished by her skillful

he wasn't mistaken, the techniques she had just demonstrated were the

even he, a medical master, only had