The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 220

"What? Couldn't find anything? How is that possible?!" Sean was surprised, "Mr. Reynolds, the individual's access permissions are extremely high. Only a few top internal officials can access that information, so..." the other side replied. Sean laughed in disbelief. "Higher access than me? Who could possibly-

The voice on the other end delivered the blow, "Indeed, that person's access level is above yours." Sean grumbled angrily. hanging up the phone.

He turned and nearly ran into Xanthe, who was beaming with joy, only making him more irritated. "What's so funny!"

Xanthe struggled to keep her excitement contained. "Couldn't find anything, huh? My job here is done; I'm heading home. Bye!" She spun around and bolted. Sean, left alone in the chilly wind, utterly defeated.

The next morning, as usual, Shakira fed the kittens and tidied up the office, getting ready for the final day of filming. Before the consultations began, there was a knock on her door. "Come in," she said.

"Dr. Lonely Bird," the visitor was Michael, the dean of Haruca Hospital. A hint of surprise flashed in Shakira's eyes. Michael nodded at Shakira, closed the door, and locked it. Seeing this, Shakira raised her brow slightly and said, "Mr. Lee." Michael approached her desk. His expression was serious, with a touch of apprehension, as though he wanted to speak but was unsure. Shakira seemed to anticipate his reason for being there. "Mr. Lee, feel free to speak." Taking this as a cue, Michael sighed, a bit of his tension dissipating, and spoke in a low voice, Tm here with an unusual request."

He stepped back slightly, bowing his head respectfully. Dr. Lonely Bird, I hope you can extend your consultation time in our traditional medicine department at Haruca Hospital."

Shakira replied calmly, "I only signed a three-day contract for the filming." "I know!" Michael said urgently. Under ordinary circumstances, he wouldn't plead with a junior doctor in this way, but he had no choice. "Dr. Lonely Bird, perhaps you're unaware. Although Matthew's reputation is widespread, the number of skilled traditional medicine practitioners left in the country is exceedingly small. Michael sighed helplessly.

"With the advancements in modern medicine over the years, people's trust and understanding of traditional medicine have decreased. You might have noticed during your recent appointments that most of the patients are older.

"The younger generation hardly visits traditional medicine practitioners. Haruca Hospital is one of the top hospitals in Crescentville, and If this is happening even there, imagine what it must be like elsewhere," he said.

Shakira lowered her eyes. What he said echoed what Matthew had lamented during her acupuncture training. Traditional medicine had stagnated, while modern medicine continued to progress.

also vast knowledge of medicinal herbs. The effects of

benefits as modern medicine. She thought, 'In a world where fame and fortune were often prioritized, how many were willing to settle down and commit to this path?' Michael observed Shakira. Even though she wore a mask that hid her expression, he could still

on her.

online discussion about you. This trend has also encouraged the promotion and understanding of traditional medicine, prompting

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is that medicine not only saves lives now! health and peace

dio ensures the

that, Michael bowed deeply, almost pleading "Please, Dr. Lonely Bird, grant Haruca Hospital

no intentions of staying. She held her breath, "Mr. Lee, please get up." Michael didn't want to pressure or embarrass her,

I will

"Great Dr. Lonely Bird, thank you so much? "It's I who should thank you for the trust you've shown

an attending physician was already a special case. "Tll inform Mr. Jones and arrange for a new shift schedule," said Michael. "Alright, thank

a trap just for me to fall into, didn't you?" Matthew was chuckling on the other end. "You agreed to Michael, didn't you?

of lively days, would become quiet again "He was bothering me so much that I had no choice but to ask him

wouldn't you dare to do?" Matthew didn't buy

medical skills, but I couldn't carry them forward. I'm not a very good student." Hearing that Shakira sounded down, Matthew felt a tug at

your talent but also because you seemed like a good fit. I pushed you to study, and you've learned so well-that alone makes me proud of you." Matthew's tone grew more

with Shakira, a warmth spreading through her heart. Even after living

wanted was family; she lived to please them, doing whatever they wished. She was nothing more than a shell. In this life, she

for herself seemed to have never crossed her mind. It was the first time someone told her she could choose her own path, and listen to her heart, without worrying about her family's approval or judgment.