Chapter 19


    Chapter 019


    Old madam woke up? Noticing the police with handcuffs attempting to catch Ate, a sharp and cold


    re sparkled in Wat’s ck eyes and the aura of him turned stiff and frightening.


    The hand of the police froze in the air.


    Everyone stood in fear.


    Yet Ate hadn''t even moved her finger so far, just standing on the stairs idly, hands in the pockets.


    "Grandma woke up." Wat said drily.


    The color of everyone''s face changed.


    "What? She woke up?"


    She was really cured?! A in girl should have cured the illness which had puzzled Fiona! Was it


    purely out of good luck? Ate didn’t show any expression, still standing there, just bending the other


    leg.


    Her ck hair blown by the night wind, she looked heavenly beautiful with her innate chill, as well as


    the sense of rebellion.She took out a delicate little pen and a small piece of paper from her pocket, and


    scribbled on it.


    Now, she looked extremely pretty in themplight, with tens of eyes focused on her in silence.


    After half a minute, she passed Wat the paper between her long white fingers.


    "This is my prescription.Take it for one more week for aplete recovery."


    Wat took it over and just felt speechless at the awkward handwriting.


    Ate put her hands back inside the pockets.


    "I’ve got to go.So, see you."


    She told Veromca and walked down the stairs with presumptuous steps and arrogant expression.So


    supercilious! Veromca could only say nothing to that.


    Gazing after her slim and tall figure, Wat lifted his eyebrows a little.


    "Ate."


    Ate stopped to look round.He smiled with dignity, though stillnguorously.


    "When will the next treatment of acupuncture be?"


    Next treatment? Ate beamed too, though still coldly and naughtily.Her pleasant voice didn''tck


    chilliness either.


    "Take the medicine as prescribed.She will recover in one week."


    She said slowly.


    Veromca was too stunned to speak, hearing that.


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    "Excuse me, I really have to go."


    Putting on her ck cap, she turned back and left, only leaving a cold back to the people behind.


    And her legs appeared so long and straight under the moon.


    Veromca cursed everyone present in his heart for a thousand times though his lips were tightly shut.


    This group of fools must have made the mogul very unhappy.


    "Where did you spot such a person?"


    Wat asked, watching toward Ate’s direction.


    Veromca turned to Wat and their eyes locked.


    Looking at Wat’s cold and deep eyes, Veromca shed on something and then acted casually, "I


    know she''s good at acupuncture and I just want a go, as it''s said that doctors you''ve invited haven''t


    come up with solutions."


    Wat didn’t say anything.It was hard to tell whether it was because he believed it or not.


    Veromca was a little scared of this nephew of his.


    This boy''s mind was too deep to detect.


    He thus coughed and said, "Now that mother''s alright, I''ll be back to Shiveport now."


    He couldn''t wait to leave.


    Wat slid one hand into his pocket, narrowing his good looking eyes significantly.


    Inside the room.


    Old Mrs Lancaster hade to herself for a moment and then fell asleep again as she was still quite


    weak.


    Fiona gave her aplete going-over.


    The blood clot in her brain had almost diffused and it might just take two or three more months at most


    to clear even without treatment.


    Holding the medical report, Fiona caught her breath a little as all were too inconceivable! The army


    medics felt it impossible too.


    They said hesitantly, "Miss Lancaster, may the disappearance of the clot be the result of the drainage


    you conducted? It just took some more time to pay off."


    No.


    Drainage never took long time to pay off.


    Hearing that, Fiona numbed a little, just slowly turning her eyes to the three medics.