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Chapter 39
Chapter 39 She Was Really Poor
Wynter didn’t know Ryan had told everyone she was “very poor” after taking her home yesterday.
She gave Dalton a puzzled look and said, “I have not treated you yet. Why should I charge a treatment fee?”
“It’s for the lozenges you gave me yesterday,” Dalton said. Then, he gave a signal to Ethan.
Ethan actually meant to ask when Dr. Genius would treat Dalton. He quickly handed her a black card with gold lettering. “Dr. Genius.”
“Let’s talk about it after I’ve treated him.” Wynter packed up her first aid kit.
Ethan thought she was about to leave and asked, “Dr. Genius, what are you doing?”
“Packing up.” Wynter was puzzled. “What’s wrong?”
Ethan blushed and said, “You haven’t treated my master with acupuncture yet.”
“Him?” Wynter walked up to Dalton. “Are you in a hurry?”
Dalton’s voice was pleasant. “It’s up to you.”
Wynter hummed thoughtfully and then said, “Then you come with me.” Original from NôvelDrama.Org.
Come with her? Where were they going? Both Ethan and Dr. Lopez were a bit stunned.
But Dalton just calmly said, “Okay.”
Wynter turned to say goodbye to Fabian.
Fabian also wanted to follow, but Hugo stopped him. “Mr. Quinnell, you’re still recovering. Dr. Genius said you need to rest.”
Fabian stood up, leaning on his cane. He looked out the window at the beautiful young woman. “If my little princess were here, she would be about her
age.”
“Mr. Quinnell, Ms. Quinnell is blessed with good fortune.” Hugo looked down and continued, “We’re already in Southdale. We’ll eventually locate Ms. Quinnell.”
Fabian’s eyes flared with the suppressed urgency from before.
“Go, send people to Havenlight County again. Make it high–profile this time. Pay anyone who provides information. I need to know what’s really going on here.”
“Yes.” Hugo accepted the order.
Chapter 39 She Was Really Poor
The wind rustled through the treetops outside the window. The weather had turned a bit cooler.
The group walked along Daisy Alley outside the hospital.
Dr. Lopez, who had been working at the hospital for quite some time, had never noticed such a rundown alley in the area before.
“Sir, please walk slowly. Watch your step,” Ethan couldn’t help but speak up, lifting and lowering the umbrella that he was holding.
Dalton had never walked on this kind of path before. His custom–made leather shoes looked distinctly out of place on the bluestone pavement.
But in demeanor and posture, he was the most extraordinary, seemingly unaffected by his surroundings..
“We’re here.” Wynter stopped.
Under the backdrop of green tiles and white walls, Dalton, with his star–like face and tall stature, almost seemed like a model.
“Wynter, is this your friend?” Susan, who had come out to pour water, was surprised.
“He doesn’t look like someone from around here.”
Ethan turned to block her gaze.
Susan was taken aback. “My goodness! So fierce.”
Seeing the scar on Ethan’s face, she quietly pulled Wynter aside. “Wynter, if your family is in trouble, just say it. It’s okay even if someone is chasing you for debts.”
Wynter chuckled, “Susan, you misunderstood. He’s a patient.”
“A patient?” Susan exclaimed, “He must be here for your grandma’s massage, right?”
Wynter didn’t deny it. “Yes.”
Susan urged, “Then you better hurry!”
The patient looked so fierce, and the other one was extremely handsome! They seemed very wealthy, which must be a big deal for the Yates family!
Dalton did not pay attention to this small matter but fixed his gaze on the signboard for five seconds. Then, he came to a conclusion. She was really poor.