Chapter 237


    Henrik grabbed Flora’s hand and started to leave. They never wanted to get involved in this mess.


    “Wait!” Grandpa Josiah called out urgently. He turned to Flora with a serious expression. “Please,


    treat with confidence. No matter what happens, the Bryant family will never me you.”


    He had invited Flora, and he would trust in her.


    “Grandpa Josiah!” Selene’s voice shook with anger.


    “You don’t need to say anything more. I trust Flora,” Grandpa Josiah said firmly.


    Selene’s face twisted in frustration.


    Out of respect for Grandpa Josiah, Flora suppressed her irritation and walked briskly towards Jenny,


    who recoiled in terror as if she had seen a ghost.


    Flora grabbed Jenny’s wrist, gave it a fierce stretch, and then a hard twist! The room echoed with


    Jenny’s screams of agony.


    Selene stood by, arms crossed, watching coldly. Flora’s methods seemed reckless and could


    potentially leave Jenny’s right hand disabled. She was eager to see how Flora would handle the


    situation.


    However, amidst the cries of pain, Jenny suddenly shrieked with excitement, “Oh my God! My hand


    doesn’t hurt anymore! It really doesn’t!”


    Jenny clutched her hand, her eyes sparkling with joy.


    “How is that even possible…” Selene hurried over to check Jenny’s pulse.


    Sure enough, her hand was healed! But how?


    As Jenny celebrated, Flora’s voice cut in, “Don’t get too happy yet. Your hand isn’t fully healed. For


    the next two months, no baths, no soft beds–sleep on the floor if you have to. Otherwise, your hand


    will deteriorate again.”


    Jenny felt a shiver run down her spine. No baths for two months in this heat? She’d go crazy. But


    given Flora’s recent sess, she believed every


    word.


    Jordan, amazed by Flora’s skill, adopted a more respectful tone. “Ms. Flora, you truly are a miracle


    worker! I have another daughter. Could you take a look at her?”


    Flora nced at Luna. “It’s nothing serious. Just sleep under fiveyers of nkets every night, no


    air conditioning. And bathe in leftover dishwater three times a day for half a month, and she’ll be


    fine.”


    Everyone stared in disbelief.


    Fiveyers of nkets in this heat, no air conditioning, and bathing in leftover dishwater? It sounded


    absurd.


    “Grandpa Josiah, I’ve given my advice. I’ll be heading back now,” Flora said. Then, Flora and Henrik


    left without looking back. Selene frowned, deeply skeptical of Flora’s methods. “Grandpa Josiah,


    Flora’s treatments are ridiculous.”


    Even traditional remedies weren’t this bizarre. She wondered if Flora bore a grudge against the


    Bryant sisters.


    Grandpa Josiah found it hard to believe too. But Jenny’s hand had healed. “Do as Miss Flora said!”


    he ordered firmly.


    The thought of bathing in leftover dishwater made Luna nauseous.


    Outside, Henrik and Flora walked side by side.


    Thinking of Flora’s outrageous prescriptions, Henrik couldn’t help but ask, “Flora, do those crazy


    remedies of yours really work?”


    Flora gave azy “Hmm.”


    “Do you have a grudge against them?” Henrik frowned.


    “You are smart.”


    “It was pretty obvious,” Henrik said, half–amused, half–exasperated.


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    “Do you think I went too far?” Flora asked, blinking innocently.


    Henrik touched Flora’s head gently, his eyes soft with affection. “You are the kindest and most


    sensible person I know.”


    Anyone who made Flora take such drastic measures must have really crossed a line.