Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220 

This woman’s condition has been lurking since birth and is only now showing itself. The Bryant family has done their best to take care 

of her. 

“Give me the backpack,” Flora said. 

Crimson quickly handed over the bag. Flora unzipped it and pulled out a bottle of her latest essential oil blend. She opened the cap and carefully placed a drop on the woman’s philtrum, then added drops to her temples and behind her ears. 

With no equipment on hand, checking the woman’s brain was tricky for Flora. She suspected there was something more than just the congenital issue, some residual problem in her brain causing this sudden episode. 

Flora grabbed some paper and a pen from the bag and jotted down a list of medicinal ingredients and equipment needed for further examination. An older doctor leaned over to peek at her notes and his eyes widened in shock. 

“This is madness! It could kill her!” he exclaimed. 

The doctor was furious, thinking Flora was just inexperienced. But it turned out she didn’t even know the basics! Some of the ingredients she listed were incompatible, something even a beginner would know. This wasn’t just reckless; it was dangerous! The butler, who had been about to send a servant to fetch the medicine, hesitated, his hand trembling. “Séraphine, this…” Crimson couldn’t stay silent any longer. “If you trust her, do as she says. If not, let us go and let these doctors handle it,” she said, exasperated. “People beg Flora for her help. If it wasn’t for the debt my cousin’s family owes you, you wouldn’t even have her here.” “Do as Séraphine says,” Jordan’s voice broke the tension. The butler, relieved, hurried off with the list. 

The doctors nearby were livid. “Jordan, if you let this go on, Ms. Bryant will die because of her,” one of them warned. 

“I appreciate your concern,” Jordan replied firmly. These doctors had been around for days without any improvement in his daughter’s condition. Why not let Flora try her methods? If his daughter worsened under Flora’s care, he would hold her accountable. 

Heartbroken and frustrated, the doctors left. They had tried to warn them, but their words were ignored. 

Soon, a servant brought the equipment and medicines Flora had asked for. She turned to Crimson. “Crimson, help me hold her.” “Alright, Crimson responded, stepping over to lift the woman. 

Flora, without a shred of gentleness, pinched the woman’s jaw and shoved two pills into her mouth, pushing them straight to the throat. The woman swallowed them easily. 

Flora picked up an instrument from the table, her face serious. “She’s going to be in a lot of pain and will struggle. Make