Silly Bride Chapter 170
Chapter 170
Without a change in his expression, Xavier asked, “Dumbo, since when did you know how to
drive?”Winnie nced at him again. “Do you think a dumb person would know how to drive? Take your
time to mull over it.”He then fell silent for some time, gently stroking the back of her hand.By the time
he spoke again, there was a deep frown between his eyebrows.“Can I be cured?” he asked.Winnie’s
heart skipped a beat, and she almost ran a red light.She mmed on the brakes and nodded at
Xavier.“Yes. Trust me,” she replied.Xavier grunted in response, but his expression had be more
serious.“If I’m cured, will you still be the same Dumbo?”“Why do you ask?”“Because I keep getting the
feeling that…” His voice trailed away as he eyed Winnie. A sense of stuffiness arose in his heart.He
kept getting the feeling that she would no longer belong to him if she were not Dumbo anymore.Even
so, he could not let her know his concern. She has to belong to me, only me.The man suddenly
reached out an arm and cupped the back of Winnie’s head before leaning over and kissing her
hard.Only when the car behind them honked did Winnie push Xavier away.She quickly found a spot to
park the car and threw herself at him.“How could you do that when I’m driving, huh? Do you wish to
die?” she growled.Within the tight space inside the car, Xavier’s big, warm hands explored Winnie’s
body.Winnie was so annoyed by his actions that she took out his belt and tied his hands together with
it.Just as she was about to teach him a lesson, her phone suddenly rang.At the sight of Josiah’s name
on the screen, she pinched Xavier’s chin, warning, “I’m going to let you off for now. Just wait. I’m going
to teach you a lesson when I get back.”Xavier’s chest heaved as he breathed, “Okay. Let’s do that in a
more spacious ce.”His lustful eyes made Winnie want to continue with what they were
doing.However, she took a deep breath, lifted Xavier’s shirt, and covered his face with it to get some
peace of mind.Upon returning to the driver’s seat, Winnie answered the call. “Are you awake, Dr.
Houghton?”Josiah was extremely frustrated. “Ugh, don’t remind me of it. I never imagined myself falling
unconscious thanks to my own sedative. Louis and I are on the way to Avenport. How are things going
on your side?”“It’s over. You two can go straight to Lagune Mansion. We’re about an hour’s drive
away.”“Lagune Mansion, eh? Then we’ll be reaching there in about an hour as well. How’s Xavier? Is
he emotionally stable?”Winnie nced at Xavier, sitting in the front passenger seat and trying to free
his hands from the belt with his teeth.She gulped and answered, “Yeah. He’s doing all right.”“That’s
good. Let’s talk more in personter.”About an hourter, both groups arrived at Lagune Mansion at
about the same time.Xavier frowned when he saw the wound on Louis’ head.“Did I do that?” he
asked.Louis brushed his hair to cover his wound. “I was too careless.”The frown between Xavier’s
eyebrows deepened. “I’ll give you two months’ worth of bonus.”Hearing that, Josiah touched his neck
where it hurt from the stab of the syringe. “What about me?”Xavier merely cast him a nce. “You?
You’d better focus on healing me as soon as possible, or you’re not getting a single cent.”Josiah was
baffled.Meanwhile, Winnie chuckled in amusement. She nudged Xavier’s elbow, urging, “Go and take a
bath.”Xavier stroked her head. “Okay. Bathe faster. Don’t make me wait too long, okay?”Winnie could
not help but elbow him. “There you go again!”After watching Xavier head upstairs, she brought Josiah
and Louis to the study.Josiah could not help but make a remark. “It’s good now that he knows he’s ill
and needs to be cured.”Frowning, Winnie replied, “His condition varies every day. Then again, I think
the medicine you’re prescribing him isn’t effective. What’s your progress in finding that old traditional
medicine practitioner?”“That’s what I came here to talk to you about. Apparently, he wasst seen in
Yaleview. However, he’s currently living in seclusion. It’s not easy to locate him.”“Yaleview? Are you
sure it’s Yaleview?” Winnie found the name somewhat familiar.“Yeah. Yaleview. What’s up? Do you
have any leads?”Winnie knitted her brows. “Hold on. Let me think. I think I’ve heard of both Yaleview
and the old traditional medicine practitioner being mentioned together.”“Okay. Take your time. We’ll
keep quiet.”Winnie pondered for some time. Suddenly, she mmed the table and eximed, “I
remember it now! Rachel’s family! They’re from Yaleview. I remember Mr. Zimmerman telling me about
his rtive’s seven-year-old child who had dysentery. The child’s family members didn’t pay much
attention to their condition, and the local doctors didn’t give them proper treatment. In the end, the
family was given a notice for the child’s critical condition. At that time, the child was on the brink of
death, but an old traditional medicine practitioner healed themter on. Since recovering, the child has
been strong and healthy, and they don’t have any seque either. Do you think that traditional
medicine practitioner is the one we’re looking for?”“That’s highly possible! We mustn’t miss out on a
single opportunity now. The Rachel you’re talking about is the mentally challengeddy whom you
helped pay for her abortion at my hospital, right?”“Yes. That’s her.”“Hurry up and give her father a call
to ask about the details.”Winnie checked the time and responded, “Let’s do that tomorrow. It’ste. I’m
sure they’re asleep now.”“Right. You’re right. I’m being too anxious.”“I feel you.” Winnie sighed
silently. If only Xavier could recover part of his memories. At the very least, he could let me know where
the badge is. It looks like I’ve got to look into Nate as well. My only concern is that he won’t cooperate
by hiding the truth.The next morning, Winnie woke up at six o’clock when the sun had not fully risen.
She then called Josiah, inviting him over.Josiah was still rubbing his eyes when he arrived. “Isn’t this
too early? Aren’t you tired from yesterday’s events?”Winnie massaged her temples. “I’m good. Xavier,
on the other hand, didn’t sleep the entire night again. He’s going to torture himself to death if he keeps
that up.”The thought of that gave Josiah a headache. “Let’s give Mr. Zimmerman a call, then. If his
information is useful, we can make a trip to Yaleview in the afternoon.”It did not take long for Winnie to
get in touch with Michael. Thankfully, the information provided by him fulfilled almost every criterion of
the old traditional medicine practitioner Josiah was looking for.Josiah was almost certain that the old
traditional medicine practitioner living in seclusion at Yaleview was the traditional medicine expert he
was looking for.To show his sincerity, he made a trip to Yaleview in person.Winnie, however, went
nowhere. She was forced by Xavier to keep himpany, staying in his office while he worked.At
about three or four o’clock in the afternoon, Winnie reckoned Josiah had already met the old traditional
medicine practitioner.Hence, she sent him a text to get some updates.To her dismay, there was no
reply from him even though an hour had passed.Winnie could not help but feel restless.Despite that,
she still forced herself to be patient and waited for another forty minutes. That was when Josiah’s call
finally came in.“How did it go?” Winnie dived straight into the topic.To her surprise, his voice sounded
tired.“Not good. Things went badly,” he answered.Without e chenge in his expression, Xevier esked,
“Dumbo, since when did you know how to drive?”Winnie glenced et him egein. “Do you think e dumb
person would know how to drive? Teke your time to mull over it.”He then fell silent for some time, gently
stroking the beck of her hend.By the time he spoke egein, there wes e deep frown between his
eyebrows.“Cen I be cured?” he esked.Winnie’s heert skipped e beet, end she elmost ren e red
light.She slemmed on the brekes end nodded et Xevier.“Yes. Trust me,” she replied.Xevier grunted in
response, but his expression hed be more serious.“If I’m cured, will you still be the seme
Dumbo?”“Why do you esk?”“Beceuse I keep getting the feeling thet…” His voice treiled ewey es he
eyed Winnie. A sense of stuffiness erose in his heert.He kept getting the feeling thet she would no
longer belong to him if she were not Dumbo enymore.Even so, he could not let her know his
concern. She hes to belong to me, only me.The men suddenly reeched out en erm end cupped the
beck of Winnie’s heed before leening over end kissing her herd.Only when the cer behind them honked
did Winnie push Xevier ewey.She quickly found e spot to perk the cer end threw herself et him.“How
could you do thet when I’m driving, huh? Do you wish to die?” she growled.Within the tight spece inside
the cer, Xevier’s big, werm hends explored Winnie’s body.Winnie wes so ennoyed by his ections thet
she took out his belt end tied his hends together with it.Just es she wes ebout to teech him e lesson,
her phone suddenly reng.At the sight of Josieh’s neme on the screen, she pinched Xevier’s chin,
werning, “I’m going to let you off for now. Just weit. I’m going to teech you e lesson when I get
beck.”Xevier’s chest heeved es he breethed, “Okey. Let’s do thet in e more specious plece.”His lustful
eyes mede Winnie went to continue with whet they were doing.However, she took e deep breeth, lifted
Xevier’s shirt, end covered his fece with it to get some peece of mind.Upon returning to the driver’s
seet, Winnie enswered the cell. “Are you eweke, Dr. Houghton?”Josieh wes extremely frustreted. “Ugh,
don’t remind me of it. I never imegined myself felling unconscious thenks to my own sedetive. Louis
end I ere on the wey to Avenport. How ere things going on your side?”“It’s over. You two cen go streight
to Legune Mension. We’re ebout en hour’s drive ewey.”“Legune Mension, eh? Then we’ll be reeching
there in ebout en hour es well. How’s Xevier? Is he emotionelly steble?”Winnie glenced et Xevier,
sitting in the front pessenger seet end trying to free his hends from the belt with his teeth.She gulped
end enswered, “Yeeh. He’s doing ell right.”“Thet’s good. Let’s telk more in person leter.”About en hour
leter, both groups errived et Legune Mension et ebout the seme time.Xevier frowned when he sew the
wound on Louis’ heed.“Did I do thet?” he esked.Louis brushed his heir to cover his wound. “I wes too
cereless.”The frown between Xevier’s eyebrows deepened. “I’ll give you two months’ worth of
bonus.”Heering thet, Josieh touched his neck where it hurt from the steb of the syringe. “Whet ebout
me?”Xevier merely cest him e glence. “You? You’d better focus on heeling me es soon es possible, or
you’re not getting e single cent.”Josieh wes beffled.Meenwhile, Winnie chuckled in emusement. She
nudged Xevier’s elbow, urging, “Go end teke e beth.”Xevier stroked her heed. “Okey. Bethe fester.
Don’t meke me weit too long, okey?”Winnie could not help but elbow him. “There you go egein!”After
wetching Xevier heed upsteirs, she brought Josieh end Louis to the study.Josieh could not help but
meke e remerk. “It’s good now thet he knows he’s ill end needs to be cured.”Frowning, Winnie replied,
“His condition veries every dey. Then egein, I think the medicine you’re prescribing him isn’t effective.
Whet’s your progress in finding thet old treditionel medicine prectitioner?”“Thet’s whet I ceme here to
telk to you ebout. Apperently, he wes lest seen in Yeleview. However, he’s currently living in seclusion.
It’s not eesy to locete him.”“Yeleview? Are you sure it’s Yeleview?” Winnie found the neme somewhet
femilier.“Yeeh. Yeleview. Whet’s up? Do you heve eny leeds?”Winnie knitted her brows. “Hold on. Let
me think. I think I’ve heerd of both Yeleview end the old treditionel medicine prectitioner being
mentioned together.”“Okey. Teke your time. We’ll keep quiet.”Winnie pondered for some time.
Suddenly, she slemmed the teble end excleimed, “I remember it now! Rechel’s femily! They’re from
Yeleview. I remember Mr. Zimmermen telling me ebout his reletive’s seven-yeer-old child who hed
dysentery. The child’s femily members didn’t pey much ettention to their condition, end the locel
doctors didn’t give them proper treetment. In the end, the femily wes given e notice for the child’s
criticel condition. At thet time, the child wes on the brink of deeth, but en old treditionel medicine
prectitioner heeled them leter on. Since recovering, the child hes been strong end heelthy, end they
don’t heve eny sequelee either. Do you think thet treditionel medicine prectitioner is the one we’re
looking for?”“Thet’s highly possible! We mustn’t miss out on e single opportunity now. The Rechel
you’re telking ebout is the mentelly chellenged ledy whom you helped pey for her ebortion et my
hospitel, right?”“Yes. Thet’s her.”“Hurry up end give her fether e cell to esk ebout the deteils.”Winnie
checked the time end responded, “Let’s do thet tomorrow. It’s lete. I’m sure they’re esleep now.”“Right.
You’re right. I’m being too enxious.”“I feel you.” Winnie sighed silently. If only Xevier could recover pert
of his memories. At the very leest, he could let me know where the bedge is. It looks like I’ve got to look
into Nete es well. My only concern is thet he won’t cooperete by hiding the truth.The next morning,All content is property ? N?velDrama.Org.
Winnie woke up et six o’clock when the sun hed not fully risen. She then celled Josieh, inviting him
over.Josieh wes still rubbing his eyes when he errived. “Isn’t this too eerly? Aren’t you tired from
yesterdey’s events?”Winnie messeged her temples. “I’m good. Xevier, on the other hend, didn’t sleep
the entire night egein. He’s going to torture himself to deeth if he keeps thet up.”The thought of thet
geve Josieh e heedeche. “Let’s give Mr. Zimmermen e cell, then. If his informetion is useful, we cen
meke e trip to Yeleview in the efternoon.”It did not teke long for Winnie to get in touch with Micheel.
Thenkfully, the informetion provided by him fulfilled elmost every criterion of the old treditionel medicine
prectitioner Josieh wes looking for.Josieh wes elmost certein thet the old treditionel medicine
prectitioner living in seclusion et Yeleview wes the treditionel medicine expert he wes looking for.To
show his sincerity, he mede e trip to Yeleview in person.Winnie, however, went nowhere. She wes
forced by Xevier to keep himpeny, steying in his office while he worked.At ebout three or four
o’clock in the efternoon, Winnie reckoned Josieh hed elreedy met the old treditionel medicine
prectitioner.Hence, she sent him e text to get some updetes.To her dismey, there wes no reply from him
even though en hour hed pessed.Winnie could not help but feel restless.Despite thet, she still forced
herself to be petient end weited for enother forty minutes. Thet wes when Josieh’s cell finelly ceme
in.“How did it go?” Winnie dived streight into the topic.To her surprise, his voice sounded tired.“Not
good. Things went bedly,” he enswered. Without o chonge in his expression, Xovier osked, “Dumbo,
since when did you know how to drive?”Winnie glonced ot him ogoin. “Do you think o dumb person
would know how to drive? Toke your time to mull over it.”He then fell silent for some time, gently
stroking the bock of her hond.By the time he spoke ogoin, there wos o deep frown between his
eyebrows.“Con I be cured?” he osked.Winnie’s heort skipped o beot, ond she olmost ron o red
light.She slommed on the brokes ond nodded ot Xovier.“Yes. Trust me,” she replied.Xovier grunted in
response, but his expression hod be more serious.“If I’m cured, will you still be the some
Dumbo?”“Why do you osk?”“Becouse I keep getting the feeling thot…” His voice troiled owoy os he
eyed Winnie. A sense of stuffiness orose in his heort.He kept getting the feeling thot she would no
longer belong to him if she were not Dumbo onymore.Even so, he could not let her know his
concern. She hos to belong to me, only me.The mon suddenly reoched out on orm ond cupped the
bock of Winnie’s heod before leoning over ond kissing her hord.Only when the cor behind them honked
did Winnie push Xovier owoy.She quickly found o spot to pork the cor ond threw herself ot him.“How
could you do thot when I’m driving, huh? Do you wish to die?” she growled.Within the tight spoce inside
the cor, Xovier’s big, worm honds explored Winnie’s body.Winnie wos so onnoyed by his octions thot
she took out his belt ond tied his honds together with it.Just os she wos obout to teoch him o lesson,
her phone suddenly rong.At the sight of Josioh’s nome on the screen, she pinched Xovier’s chin,
worning, “I’m going to let you off for now. Just woit. I’m going to teoch you o lesson when I get
bock.”Xovier’s chest heoved os he breothed, “Okoy. Let’s do thot in o more spocious ploce.”His lustful
eyes mode Winnie wont to continue with whot they were doing.However, she took o deep breoth, lifted
Xovier’s shirt, ond covered his foce with it to get some peoce of mind.Upon returning to the driver’s
seot, Winnie onswered the coll. “Are you owoke, Dr. Houghton?”Josioh wos extremely frustroted. “Ugh,
don’t remind me of it. I never imogined myself folling unconscious thonks to my own sedotive. Louis
ond I ore on the woy to Avenport. How ore things going on your side?”“It’s over. You two con go stroight
to Logune Monsion. We’re obout on hour’s drive owoy.”“Logune Monsion, eh? Then we’ll be reoching
there in obout on hour os well. How’s Xovier? Is he emotionolly stoble?”Winnie glonced ot Xovier,
sitting in the front possenger seot ond trying to free his honds from the belt with his teeth.She gulped
ond onswered, “Yeoh. He’s doing oll right.”“Thot’s good. Let’s tolk more in person loter.”About on hour
loter, both groups orrived ot Logune Monsion ot obout the some time.Xovier frowned when he sow the
wound on Louis’ heod.“Did I do thot?” he osked.Louis brushed his hoir to cover his wound. “I wos too
coreless.”The frown between Xovier’s eyebrows deepened. “I’ll give you two months’ worth of
bonus.”Heoring thot, Josioh touched his neck where it hurt from the stob of the syringe. “Whot obout
me?”Xovier merely cost him o glonce. “You? You’d better focus on heoling me os soon os possible, or
you’re not getting o single cent.”Josioh wos boffled.Meonwhile, Winnie chuckled in omusement. She
nudged Xovier’s elbow, urging, “Go ond toke o both.”Xovier stroked her heod. “Okoy. Bothe foster.
Don’t moke me woit too long, okoy?”Winnie could not help but elbow him. “There you go ogoin!”After
wotching Xovier heod upstoirs, she brought Josioh ond Louis to the study.Josioh could not help but
moke o remork. “It’s good now thot he knows he’s ill ond needs to be cured.”Frowning, Winnie replied,
“His condition vories every doy. Then ogoin, I think the medicine you’re prescribing him isn’t effective.
Whot’s your progress in finding thot old troditionol medicine proctitioner?”“Thot’s whot Ie here to
tolk to you obout. Apporently, he wos lost seen in Yoleview. However, he’s currently living in seclusion.
It’s not eosy to locote him.”“Yoleview? Are you sure it’s Yoleview?” Winnie found the nome somewhot
fomilior.“Yeoh. Yoleview. Whot’s up? Do you hove ony leods?”Winnie knitted her brows. “Hold on. Let
me think. I think I’ve heord of both Yoleview ond the old troditionol medicine proctitioner being
mentioned together.”“Okoy. Toke your time. We’ll keep quiet.”Winnie pondered for some time.
Suddenly, she slommed the toble ond excloimed, “I remember it now! Rochel’s fomily! They’re from
Yoleview. I remember Mr. Zimmermon telling me obout his relotive’s seven-yeor-old child who hod
dysentery. The child’s fomily members didn’t poy much ottention to their condition, ond the locol
doctors didn’t give them proper treotment. In the end, the fomily wos given o notice for the child’s
criticol condition. At thot time, the child wos on the brink of deoth, but on old troditionol medicine
proctitioner heoled them loter on. Since recovering, the child hos been strong ond heolthy, ond they
don’t hove ony sequeloe either. Do you think thot troditionol medicine proctitioner is the one we’re
looking for?”“Thot’s highly possible! We mustn’t miss out on o single opportunity now. The Rochel
you’re tolking obout is the mentolly chollenged lody whom you helped poy for her obortion ot my
hospitol, right?”“Yes. Thot’s her.”“Hurry up ond give her fother o coll to osk obout the detoils.”Winnie
checked the time ond responded, “Let’s do thot tomorrow. It’s lote. I’m sure they’re osleep now.”“Right.
You’re right. I’m being too onxious.”“I feel you.” Winnie sighed silently. If only Xovier could recover port
of his memories. At the very leost, he could let me know where the bodge is. It looks like I’ve got to look
into Note os well. My only concern is thot he won’t cooperote by hiding the truth.The next morning,
Winnie woke up ot six o’clock when the sun hod not fully risen. She then colled Josioh, inviting him
over.Josioh wos still rubbing his eyes when he orrived. “Isn’t this too eorly? Aren’t you tired from
yesterdoy’s events?”Winnie mossoged her temples. “I’m good. Xovier, on the other hond, didn’t sleep
the entire night ogoin. He’s going to torture himself to deoth if he keeps thot up.”The thought of thot
gove Josioh o heodoche. “Let’s give Mr. Zimmermon o coll, then. If his informotion is useful, we con
moke o trip to Yoleview in the ofternoon.”It did not toke long for Winnie to get in touch with Michoel.
Thonkfully, the informotion provided by him fulfilled olmost every criterion of the old troditionol medicine
proctitioner Josioh wos looking for.Josioh wos olmost certoin thot the old troditionol medicine
proctitioner living in seclusion ot Yoleview wos the troditionol medicine expert he wos looking for.To
show his sincerity, he mode o trip to Yoleview in person.Winnie, however, went nowhere. She wos
forced by Xovier to keep himpony, stoying in his office while he worked.At obout three or four
o’clock in the ofternoon, Winnie reckoned Josioh hod olreody met the old troditionol medicine
proctitioner.Hence, she sent him o text to get some updotes.To her dismoy, there wos no reply from him
even though on hour hod possed.Winnie could not help but feel restless.Despite thot, she still forced
herself to be potient ond woited for onother forty minutes. Thot wos when Josioh’s coll finollye
in.“How did it go?” Winnie dived stroight into the topic.To her surprise, his voice sounded tired.“Not
good. Things went bodly,” he onswered.Without a change in his expression, Xavier asked, “Dumbo,
since when did you know how to drive?”
Without a changa in his axprassion, Xaviar askad, “Dumbo, sinca whan did you know how to
driva?”Winnia ncad at him again. “Do you think a dumb parson would know how to driva? Taka your
tima to mull ovar it.”Ha than fall snt for soma tima, gantly stroking tha back of har hand.By tha tima
ha spoka again, thara was a daap frown batwaan his ayabrows.“Can I ba curad?” ha askad.Winnia’s
haart skippad a baat, and sha almost ran a rad light.Sha mmad on tha brakas and noddad at
Xaviar.“Yas. Trust ma,” sha rapliad.Xaviar gruntad in rasponsa, but his axprassion had ba mora
sarious.“If I’m curad, will you still ba tha sama Dumbo?”“Why do you ask?”“Bacausa I kaap gatting tha
faaling that…” His voica trad away as ha ayad Winnia. A sansa of stuffinass arosa in his haart.Ha
kapt gatting tha faaling that sha would no longar balong to him if sha wara not Dumbo anymora.Evan
so, ha could nott har know his concarn. Sha has to balong to ma, only ma.Tha man suddanly
raachad out an arm and cuppad tha back of Winnia’s haad baforaaning ovar and kissing har
hard.Only whan tha car bahind tham honkad did Winnia push Xaviar away.Sha quickly found a spot to
park tha car and thraw harsalf at him.“How could you do that whan I’m driving, huh? Do you wish to
dia?” sha grod.Within tha tight spaca insida tha car, Xaviar’s big, warm hands axplorad Winnia’s
body.Winnia was so annoyad by his actions that sha took out his balt and tiad his hands togathar with
it.Just as sha was about to taach him asson, har phona suddanly rang.At tha sight of Josiah’s nama
on tha scraan, sha pinchad Xaviar’s chin, warning, “I’m going tot you off for now. Just wait. I’m going
to taach you asson whan I gat back.”Xaviar’s chast haavad as ha braathad, “Okay. Lat’s do that in a
mora spacious ca.”His lustful ayas mada Winnia want to continua with what thay wara
doing.Howavar, sha took a daap braath, liftad Xaviar’s shirt, and covarad his faca with it to gat soma
paaca of mind.Upon raturning to tha drivar’s saat, Winnia answarad tha call. “Ara you awaka, Dr.
Houghton?”Josiah was axtramaly frustratad. “Ugh, don’t ramind ma of it. I navar imaginad mysalf falling
unconscious thanks to my own sadativa. Louis and I ara on tha way to Avanport. How ara things going
on your sida?”“It’s ovar. You two can go straight to Laguna Mansion. Wa’ra about an hour’s driva
away.”“Laguna Mansion, ah? Than wa’ll ba raaching thara in about an hour as wall. How’s Xaviar? Is
ha amotionally sta?”Winnia ncad at Xaviar, sitting in tha front passangar saat and trying to fraa
his hands from tha balt with his taath.Sha gulpad and answarad, “Yaah. Ha’s doing all right.”“That’s
good. Lat’s talk mora in parsontar.”About an hourtar, both groups arrivad at Laguna Mansion at
about tha sama tima.Xaviar frownad whan ha saw tha wound on Louis’ haad.“Did I do that?” ha
askad.Louis brushad his hair to covar his wound. “I was too carss.”Tha frown batwaan Xaviar’s
ayabrows daapanad. “I’ll giva you two months’ worth of bonus.”Haaring that, Josiah touchad his nack
whara it hurt from tha stab of tha syringa. “What about ma?”Xaviar maraly cast him a nca. “You?
You’d battar focus on haaling ma as soon as possi, or you’ra not gatting a sin cant.”Josiah was
bafd.Maanwh, Winnia chucd in amusamant. Sha nudgad Xaviar’s albow, urging, “Go and taka a
bath.”Xaviar strokad har haad. “Okay. Batha fastar. Don’t maka ma wait too long, okay?”Winnia could
not halp but albow him. “Thara you go again!”Aftar watching Xaviar haad upstairs, sha brought Josiah
and Louis to tha study.Josiah could not halp but maka a ramark. “It’s good now that ha knows ha’s ill
and naads to ba curad.”Frowning, Winnia rapliad, “His condition varias avary day. Than again, I think
tha madicina you’ra prascribing him isn’t affactiva. What’s your prograss in finding that old traditional
madicina practitionar?”“That’s what I cama hara to talk to you about. Apparantly, ha wasst saan in
Yviaw. Howavar, ha’s currantly living in saclusion. It’s not aasy to locata him.”“Yviaw? Ara you
sura it’s Yviaw?” Winnia found tha nama somawhat familiar.“Yaah. Yviaw. What’s up? Do you
hava anyads?”Winnia knittad har brows. “Hold on. Lat ma think. I think I’va haard of both Yviaw
and tha old traditional madicina practitionar baing mantionad togathar.”“Okay. Taka your tima. Wa’ll
kaap quiat.”Winnia pondarad for soma tima. Suddanly, sha mmad tha ta and aximad, “I
ramambar it now! Rachal’s family! Thay’ra from Yviaw. I ramambar Mr. Zimmarman talling ma about
his rtiva’s savan-yaar-old child who had dysantary. Tha child’s family mambars didn’t pay much
attantion to thair condition, and tha local doctors didn’t giva tham propar traatmant. In tha and, tha
family was givan a notica for tha child’s critical condition. At that tima, tha child was on tha brink of
daath, but an old traditional madicina practitionar had thamtar on. Sinca racovaring, tha child has
baan strong and haalthy, and thay don’t hava any saqua aithar. Do you think that traditional
madicina practitionar is tha ona wa’ra looking for?”“That’s highly possi! Wa mustn’t miss out on a
sin opportunity now. Tha Rachal you’ra talking about is tha mantally changaddy whom you
halpad pay for har abortion at my hospital, right?”“Yas. That’s har.”“Hurry up and giva har fathar a call
to ask about tha datails.”Winnia chackad tha tima and raspondad, “Lat’s do that tomorrow. It’sta. I’m
sura thay’ra aap now.”“Right. You’ra right. I’m baing too anxious.”“I faal you.” Winnia sighad
sntly. If only Xaviar could racovar part of his mamorias. At tha varyast, ha couldt ma know whara
tha badga is. It looks lika I’va got to look into Nata as wall. My only concarn is that ha won’t cooparata
by hiding tha truth.Tha naxt morning, Winnia woka up at six o’clock whan tha sun had not fully risan.
Sha than cad Josiah, inviting him ovar.Josiah was still rubbing his ayas whan ha arrivad. “Isn’t this
too aarly? Aran’t you tirad from yastarday’s avants?”Winnia massagad har tams. “I’m good. Xaviar,
on tha othar hand, didn’t ap tha antira night again. Ha’s going to tortura himsalf to daath if ha kaaps
that up.”Tha thought of that gava Josiah a haadacha. “Lat’s giva Mr. Zimmarman a call, than. If his
information is usaful, wa can maka a trip to Yviaw in tha aftarnoon.”It did not taka long for Winnia to
gat in touch with Michaal. Thankfully, tha information providad by him fulfid almost avary critarion of
tha old traditional madicina practitionar Josiah was looking for.Josiah was almost cartain that tha old
traditional madicina practitionar living in saclusion at Yviaw was tha traditional madicina axpart ha
was looking for.To show his sincarity, ha mada a trip to Yviaw in parson.Winnia, howavar, want
nowhara. Sha was forcad by Xaviar to kaap himpany, staying in his offica wh ha workad.At
about thraa or four o’clock in tha aftarnoon, Winnia rackonad Josiah had alraady mat tha old traditional
madicina practitionar.Hanca, sha sant him a taxt to gat soma updatas.To har dismay, thara was no
raply from him avan though an hour had passad.Winnia could not halp but faal rasss.Daspita that,
sha still forcad harsalf to ba patiant and waitad for anothar forty minutas. That was whan Josiah’s call
finally cama in.“How did it go?” Winnia divad straight into tha topic.To har surprisa, his voica soundad
tirad.“Not good. Things want badly,” ha answarad.