Chapter 42 Treating The Stomach

“Dr. Lopez.” Wynter’s voice was calm.

Dr. Lopez Immediately straightened up. “I’m here.”

“Do you know how to prepare herbs and boil water?” Wynter nodded towards the medicine

cabinet.

Dr. Lopez nodded. “I do, but I’m a bit slow.”

“Prepare jujube, Poria, and fried Atractylodes. Keep them ready.” Wynter glanced sideways. “If someone comes for a massage, come and find me.”

Dr. Lopez wondered if he, as a lead surgeon, was being ordered around as a receptionist.

Wynter smiled. “Don’t want to do it?”

Dr. Lopez rolled up his sleeves. “My pleasure.”

He was here to learn her medical skills, so being a receptionist was nothing!

After giving instructions, Wynter took Dalton into the room. The room had a soft couch in the center. As soon as Dalton walked in, he could smell the scent of mugwort.

Under the soft couch, it seemed to be connected to something. On a closer look, Dalton

linked

homes from the ’80s and ’90s, but there was a slight difference. Beneath the couch lay a layer of mugwort,

and casually picked up a wooden hairpin to tie up her waist-length

What?

take off his

a very conflicted expression on his

touch him since he was four. He did everything himself, and

maids kept their distance from him. Even abroad, Dalton stayed in

asking Dalton to undress and lie down

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shouldn’t put her

Dalton.

think much and

the soft couch, raised an eyebrow. His eyes grew darker. “Are you sure you want me to

heat and smiled brightly. This is the best place for your treatment. The gauze on

just

hands into the medicine concoction. She

Dr. Genius had forgotten that she was a woman. He was certain Mr. Yarwood would not take off his

laughed and started

Ethan was stunned.

looked back at Dalton, “Take off your shirt

for a moment but did as he was told. His eyes darkened. When he got

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