Chapter 557

Cynthia had finally made up her mind. She swallowed her pride and called a cab to Southridge Estates.

Southridge Estates.

After several sessions of physical therapy, Tavon's stiffness had eased up a lot. With Salma's help, he could even manage a few steps on his own.

This progress was a delightful surprise, a beacon of hope.

It was the weekend, and Pattie was also at Southridge Estates. James had prepared a therapeutic bath for Tavon, brewing the medicinal concoction before easing him into the large soaking tub, much like a sauna. Salma watched as steam rose from Tavon's head and asked, "Dr. James, why is there steam coming off him?"

Pattie was equally fascinated. "It's like light yellow smoke. It's almost like he's turning into an angel."

Ah, the whimsical world of children's TV shows.

James explained, "The steam is the heat penetrating the body, carrying the medicine with it, and expelling the toxins and dampness from within."

gasped, "Toxins? Dr. James, are you saying

the usual sense. Everyone has toxins in their body. The root cause of Tavon's stroke was circulatory blockages, brain damage, the central nervous system..." James's medical jargon went over Salma's head, but Pattie listened

you say, Dr. James. How long before he

session, his speech should improve," James replied, glancing at the darkening sky. "Looks like rain. I need to bring in the herbs." When it came to his

medicine, James

out, Pattie followed.

I've got it. You should go

determined. "Uncle James, I want to learn medicine, to heal and save people

taken

arduous, and James figured Pattie's interest

I'm serious," Pattie insisted, gripping his arm. "I want to study medicine and be as amazing

medicine, Herman might have my head. He's

medicine and you think she's got the knack, I'd be thrilled for

and Anastasia had returned together. James glanced at them and

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