Chapter 8


    "Can anyone just im they''re Aster? Rumor has it that Aster is a man in his thirties. You, are a young


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    girl. How dare you pretend to be him? What''s your endgame?"


    Astrid nced at the man before her, a tad annoyed, "I can cure her."


    "Cure her?" The experts present burst out inughter. "We''re the top dogs in the medical field. If we


    can''t treat her, how can you?"


    Another expert chimed in, "Looking at your age, you''re probably a Uni student still, right? You''re just


    here to catch the eye of the rich bloke Wylie, hoping to bag yourself a wealthy hubby. Girl, get lost. This


    ain''t your yground."


    "Scram before you make a fool of yourself."


    "If you actually manage to cure the olddy, we''ll bow down to you!"


    "Bow down and hail me queen, you mean?" Astrid raised an eyebrow, "Deal."


    She didn''t necessarily want to sh with these folks, but she couldn''t stand their short-sighted attitude.


    Astrid turned to Elio, "Sir, will you be my witness?"


    Elio didn''t know what Astrid was up to, but he too was fed up with the so-called experts. So he nodded,


    "Sure."


    The experts didn''t expect Elio to side with the young girl and exchanged surprised nces.


    Astrid led everyone to the balcony and started treating the olddy.


    Wylie was a nervous wreck, "Elio, is she really Aster? Isn''t she too young?"


    "Do you have any other options at this point?" Elio asked back, and Wylie just shut up.


    Indeed, his mother was on herst legs and he was out of options.


    Through the ss of the balcony, everyone could see Astrid bustling around the old woman. She


    punctured many of the olddy''s acupuncture points with silver needles and fed her some medicine.


    As time ticked by, just when Astrid was about to leave, the olddy''s hand suddenly rxed!


    The sight threw Wylie into a panic, "Mom!!"


    Wylie barged in, with the experts on the balcony trailing behind. Just when everyone thought the old


    room.


    Elio nced at the young woman next to him, deep in thought.


    The heartbeat monitor on the bedside slowly returned to normal. Overwhelmed with joy, Wylie was


    about to thank Astrid, but she made a shushing gesture at him. She then calmly wiped the sweat from


    her forehead, sat back in her chair, and said to the experts, "Alright, kneel."


    The experts nced at each other. They had only said that earlier because they were certain the old


    They were big shots in the medical world. How could they kneel to a young girl? Even if the person in


    front of them was Aster, they couldn''t kneel!


    "This must be a temporary improvement before her death!" An expert insisted, "Her current


    improvement doesn''t mean she can survive until tomorrow."


    "Hmph." Astrid sneered, "Are all “experts” like this? Contradictory? Don''t even take your own words


    seriously?"


    The experts'' faces turned sour. Elio stepped forward, his voice cold, "Kneel."


    Everyone felt a chill looking at Elio''s stern face. After all, the man before them was more than just a


    CEO. They couldn''t afford to offend him.


    Gingerly, one person knelt down. Seeing Elio''s increasingly stern face, the others also followed suit.


    A room full of experts all kneeled before a young girl; it was indeed a sight to behold.


    Elio''s voice was chillingly cold, "Didn''t you promise to kneel to the queen? Didn''t you forget


    something?"