"I just knew that girl wouldn''t know jack about medical knowledge!"
"What a circus show!"
"How on earth did her parents raise her? Complete disregard for the seriousness of the situation!"
"Poor little girl, looks no more than two years old..."
Amidst the murmuring of the crowd, Sally had lost all semnce of control.
"Benson, you killed my daughter, I swear I''ll take you down with me!"
"My baby!"
Although the surrounding passengers hadbeled her a murderer, Anthea''s face remained unfazed
as she continued the gentle pats on the child''s back.
Her eyes, shielded by longshes, betrayed no emotion.
"Ugh--" Suddenly, the child vomited a clot of blood.
The previously still child cried out loudly, now with much more vigor than before.
At the same time, the color began to return to the child''s cheeks.
Seeing this, everyone''s faces registered shock.
Had they not seen it with their own eyes, who would have believed that such a young girl could
possess such skill?
Good heavens! She was nothing short of miraculous.
They had suspected her of potentially harming the child, but not only did she not harm the child, she
had saved a precious life!
"My baby! You''re alright now!"
"Thank you, youngdy, thank you so much!"
The parents were ready to fall to their knees in gratitude to Anthea, as apuse like thunder
erupted throughout the cabin.
A rush of excitement filled the air.
"It was nothing, really, no need for that," Anthea said, helping the couple to their feet. "If I''m not
mistaken, your child was born premature, right?"
Sally nodded eagerly, "You''re right, miss. Our little one was a preemie, born at seven and a half
months, so she''s not as strong as other babies her age."
Anthea advised, "That exins it. It''s best to avoid seafood for such young children and be sure to
keep her warm."
"Thank you! Thank you so much! What''s your name? Where do you live? Once we get to Capital
City, we owe you our deepest gratitude!" Sally regretted ever doubting Anthea, fearing she might
harm her baby.
Sometimes age doesn''t equal strength! The young girl might be small in years, but her capabilities
were anything but. Had it not been for her today, the oue would have been unthinkable. And
despite saving their child, she showed no arrogance, maintaining herposure throughout.
She didn''t even show anger when she and the other passengers had misunderstood her.
Such character, such temperament, was rare to find, even among adults.
"it’s okay. Ancient healing arts is all about being in the right ce at the right time. It''s just fortunate I
could help," Anthea said, her tone modest.
Benson asked, "Might we know yourst name, benefactor? You''ve saved our child''s life, and it
would be unbearable for us not to know our savior''s name."
"Myst name is Yeager," Anthea responded, still in that soft tone.
With those words, she returned to her seat. Benson and Sally, holding their child, watched Anthea''s
retreating figure, etching her surname into their hearts.
Seeing Anthea return, Sarah was beside herself with excitement, "Ann, you were absolutely
incredible just now!"
At first, Sarah had been terrified, thinking Anthea was about to cause amotion.
But Anthea had turned the situation aroundpletely! She was just so cool!
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Anthea arched an eyebrow, "Well, of course. What can I say? Good lookse with the package."
Their exchange was quietly observed by an elderly man with silver hair. He watched Anthea with an
appreciative glint in his eyes before heading towards the first-ss cabin.
The first-ss area, with only four spacious seats, was luxuriously empty.
On the inside seat to the right, another elderly man with pale features rested against the chair.
"Mr. Wright," Corrin called out softly.
Hearing the voice, Kendrick Wright, the old man, slowly opened his eyes, "What is it?"
Corrin spoke in hushed tones, sharing the events that had unfolded in the cabin.
He suggested, "Sir, that youngdy''s medical skills seem quite extraordinary. Perhaps we should
invite her over to take a look at you."