Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me

Chapter 46

Chapter 46 Pay It as It Lays

“Nah, you don’t have to retire. Just give me some medicine.” A light flashed in Elspeth’s eyes, and she smiled lightly.

The doctor was a well-known doctor in this hospital. So, when he heard that she wanted medicine, he frowned in confusion. “What do you want it for?”

“I have my reasons. Just say if you want to give it or not.”

The doctor’s eyes darted around as he thought about it for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Elspeth smiled in satisfaction as she took out a porcelain-white bottle from her pocket. The whole bottle was crystal clear with a slight blue tint. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

She opened the bottle, poured the emerald green medicinal ointment onto Callum’s back, and gently rubbed it. A cold sensation spread across his body, and he instantly felt the burning sensation on his back lessen significantly.

“I’ll apply the ointment to you once a day from now on, and you’ll recover after a week.”

“A week?!” The doctor’s eyes widened in disbelief and bewilderment. “Impossible! It is impossible for a skin transplant to recover and be as good as new in a week.”

Elspeth closed the bottle cap and put it back into her pocket. “Of course the scar won’t fully be gone. That would be far too unrealistic. It needs long-term treatment. It is good enough if he can recover 70% to 80%.”

“Alright. I’ll wait and see the exact result after seven days.”

“Of course.” She raised her chin proudly.

After the doctor packed up his things and left, Callum stared at her deeply and asked, “Why did you make that bet with him?”

Although he knew that she was unpredictable, there was nothing she could do to treat large-scale burn scars except for skin grafting. Could the magical ointment grow new flesh? No, that was ridiculous.

“Because I have the confidence to win,” she said, utterly self-assured, and her eyes shone brightly. She seemed to be fearless.

“I hope you don’t make a fool of yourself.”

“Sure. Just wait and see.” She snorted.

He didn’t say anything, but the emotions were rummaging inside him.

Elspeth would apply ointment to Callum’s wound for the next seven days. The cold sensation gradually disappeared day after day, and finally, he didn’t feel anything at all. He began to wonder if the ointment had lost its effect. Nonetheless, he couldn’t see the condition of his back, so he could only wait until she revealed the result after seven days.

Seven days later, the doctor arrived as promised. He went to the bed and took off Callum’s top to check on his back. Just one look left him in a shock.

“A-Are you sure he’s still the same man?”

That day, he clearly saw how severe the burns on Callum’s back were. Even he couldn’t guarantee a cure, which was why he dared to take the bet. Nevertheless, the scar on his back was so faint that he even poked it doubtfully.

“Amazing! This is so amazing…”

The doctor couldn’t help but admire Elspeth’s superb medical skills. It was extraordinary for a girl in her twenties to have such uncanny skills.

Callum could hear the shift of the tone of Vance Tate, the doctor, so he was astonished too.

“So, your promise still stands, right?” Elspeth didn’t care if she won her bet. She only cared if the bet would be honored.

“Of course!” Vance nodded excitedly. “What do you want?”

She rubbed her chin, thought for a moment, and said, “I want a hundred years old Ganoderma.”

“What?” Vance was taken aback and frowned. “I—”

“Hold on. Don’t tell me that you want to go back on your words, Dr. Tate?”

Vance pursed his lips in embarrassment. Finally, he sighed dejectedly. “Alright, come with me.”

He led Elspeth to the hospital’s pharmacy. As soon as he turned on the light, they heard a roar. “Vance! I almost had a heart attack! Why did you appear like a ghost?!”

Vance smiled apologetically at her before looking in the direction of the sound and snapping, “Norman, we have a guest here. Can you show me some respect?”

“A guest?”

Suddenly, Elspeth felt a gush of wind swirl over her, and in the next second, someone gripped her hand tightly.

“Are you the guest that Vance was talking about?”

She didn’t know what kind of response she should give the man because she didn’t know who the person was, nor could she move as the person gripped her hand tightly.

“She is incredible! She can treat burns; the scars are almost as good as new! This is amazing! I’ve practiced medicine for decades, and this is the first time I saw such a miraculous scene!”

Norman Frost chuckled. “Incredible? Miraculous? The wound is curable in terms of traditional medicine, but—” He turned to Elspeth and asked, “Who taught you these? Who is your mentor?”

“Sonny Schwartz.”

“What? Sonny Schwartz?!” Norman gasped in astonishment when he heard the name. “Do you mean Sonny Schwartz, the renowned and talented doctor in traditional medicine? And you are his apprentice?”

She was slightly bewildered by his reaction but nodded nonetheless.

Renowned? Talented? He is nothing but an old man who enjoys drinking and will make a fuss when he loses at chess.

“She asks for a hundred-year-old Ganoderma. Do you think we should give it to her or not?” Vance interrupted and mentioned the request.

“Haha! Of course, we should! But can you please lend me your notes on burn medicine for me to study?” Norman had loved traditional medicine since he was young and had studied it for decades. He wouldn’t let the chance of getting to know a novelty medicine slip out of his hand.

“Sure!” Elspeth agreed without hesitation.

It was almost impossible for a person to formulate precisely the same medicine without a specific formula and guidance. If Norman could produce it, it meant that he was also highly talented, and it would be far from a waste for such a person to have the recipe.

After she received the Ganoderma as promised, she departed happily. She called Harper and passed the Ganoderma to him for temporary safekeeping before returning to the hospital.

At this moment, a commotion was happening at the hospital entrance.

Two women were arguing and making a ruckus. One of them was wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a hat. She looked rather stunning but patiently refuted the other party while remaining polite and calm. On the contrary, the other woman kept shouting at the top of her lungs like a barbaric hillbilly. She even cursed the other woman with vulgar words.

Elspeth didn’t intend to meddle, but when passing by them, the hillbilly suddenly gasped as if she was suffocated and then collapsed to the ground. She lay on the ground, foaming at her mouth and breathing rapidly. It seemed like she had an asthma attack and would stop breathing any minute.

The elegant woman was shocked and wanted to check on her, but the hillbilly’s friend pushed her away and began to curse her.

Elspeth turned around to take a closer look and felt that the woman looked somewhat familiar. If she was not mistaken, the woman was the one who sent flowers to her after she sang a song with Blake at his concert the other day.

At the thought of this, she couldn’t give the woman the cold shoulder.

“Let me check on her,” she stepped forward and said gently.

“You? Who the hell do you think you are, young lady?! Do you know about medicine? If something happens to my friend, I’ll ruin every single one of you!”