She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 671: Selah, the Genius of the Edwards Family

Cheyenne grunted softly, indicating that she didn't need to worry about the pain. She instructed Yvonne to massage it with medicinal brews, assuring her that everything would be fine.

After all, Yvonne was not a medical professional, so she followed Cheyenne's instructions clumsily, like an inexperienced student, step by step. Unfortunately, most of the skilled medical practitioners here were men, and the bruises on Cheyenne's body were in relatively hidden places. She couldn't handle them herself, so she had to rely on Yvonne.

After applying a hot towel, they poured one-third of a bowl of white wine. They burned some Panax notoginseng, crushed it into powder, and added it to the bowl.

Yvonne lit the wine with a lighter and quickly scooped it up with her hand, vigorously massaging the bruised area. This could promote blood circulation and stimulate the meridians, which would help the wound heal faster and reduce the pain. Otherwise, Cheyenne would have to sleep on her side tonight.

Yvonne's care made Cheyenne feel a hint of maternal warmth. In a place where she couldn't see, Cheyenne's eyes became slightly red. She remembered the unusual behavior of the wild man when she mentioned her mother, Selah, which piqued her curiosity about her mom.

Suddenly, she tilted her head, and her pure and fair face was enveloped in a faint golden glow under the light. Her skin was so smooth that not even pores could be seen. Cheyenne appeared with rosy lips, white teeth, and bright, beautiful eyes. She was like a living doll.

A soft feeling of affection rose in Yvonne's heart. Everyone enjoyed seeing beautiful things. She believed that most girls were enthusiastic about dressing up their dolls when they were young, and this childhood joy was manifested in dressing up their own daughters when they grew up.

Yvonne hadn't married or given birth, so she couldn't experience such joy naturally. However, every time she attended a gathering and saw her friends with their daughters or granddaughters, who looked like little princesses, she couldn't help but feel envious.

Now, seeing Cheyenne's exquisite appearance and fair complexion, just lying there motionless like a delicate doll, made her feel itchy in her heart. She really wanted to comb her hair and buy clothes for her... her affection for Cheyenne grew stronger.

"Cheyenne, if it hurts, just tell me. Don't bear it," Yvonne said.

"I'm fine," Cheyenne replied.

Cheyenne understood a profound truth - a child without an umbrella

down, and the blue flames on her fingertips lingered for a while. Feeling a slight burn, she snapped out of

had been such a long time, nearly twenty years in the blink of an eye. Time had passed to the point where only a vague impression remained in her mind, and

a very good and capable person, intelligent and beautiful, but most

was a fool," Cheyenne said,

Deep furrows formed at the corners of her eyes, her expression darkened, and

were just the opinions of average people, Cheyenne. Your mother was the

your grandfather never discovered the secrets of the last two needles. But she, with her comprehension, managed to recreate them,"

the President. She had just turned

thought about her own eighteenth birthday, the time when

was referred to as a "foolish beauty" by everyone, was not as simple as she appeared on

The so-called groundbreaking

refers to when the

of Metshire visited Chulae

years ago. On his way, he fell victim to an assassination attempt and suddenly collapsed during a state banquet, experiencing cardiac arrest. Content

heart was located on the left side, and his rejection capability was beyond ordinary. The success rate of a heart transplant was less than ten

medicine. The four halls

Metshire President was on the verge of dying, numerous conspiracy theories began to circulate, and public opinion turned against Chulae. If he truly died