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.

bed, meeting Stephan's intense gaze

wrist.

on his body-not severe,

hasn't entered your lungs yet, but we need to administer acupuncture to drain it and make an incision to remove

a sterilized scalpel from her kit and laid out a row of silver needles. Before she began, Clive anxiously guided her on which acupuncture points to use first to draw out the poison, eager to step in

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

torrent of dark blood

process was undoubtedly painful, Stephan didn't even

worked confidently, whether slicing open his skin or drawing out the poison. Her hands were steady as she stitched him up without hesitation. Her eyes lowered in focus. She was calm and

lay just below his collarbone, close to his heart. This forced Felicia to lean in,

breath occasionally brushed

up, her gaze met his deep, dark

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

shoulders and toned chest, and then quickly back up, feeling the

Felicia's swift

had just demonstrated were the long-lost

knowledge was rare; even he, a medical master, only had a glimpse of it once a long