Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 912

"Someone is looking for you to treat them."

To be precise, they weren't looking for her, but for the "Health Virtuoso who cured Harrison."

Because she hadn't deliberately publicized it, practically no one besides Bruno and Gideon knew that she was the "Health Virtuoso."

She'd been so busy with other things that she hadn't paid much attention, so she had no idea what a huge splash the news of Harrison's cured terminal illness had made in Riverton.

Countless people wanted to find the Health Virtuoso and ask for treatment, but no matter who they asked, no one seemed to know who it was.

And now, someone had come to Bruno, thinking that as a titan in the medical community, he might have information about the Health Virtuoso. They were just trying their luck.

If he hadn't known, Bruno would have been helpless. But now that he knew the Health Virtuoso was actually his student, Anastasia, he couldn't just sit back and do nothing.

"The person came to me specifically, hoping I could help. Because he helped me once in the past, I couldn't easily refuse, so I promised I'd ask. But ultimately, whether you treat them or not is up to you."

Bruno spoke cautiously, which made Anastasia curious.

Wasn't Mr. Austin always compassionate, treating anyone he could? Why would he say something like whether to treat them or not was up to her?

She couldn't help but ask, "Who is asking for help?"

Bruno's tone was complicated. "Ryan Lancaster. The patient is his younger son, Carter Lancaster."

Anastasia froze.

Bruno sighed. "I don't pay much attention to the Lancaster family's affairs, but I know a little. So whether or not you treat this patient is truly up to you."

Ryan and Harrison have been estranged for years, and Carter is the illegitimate son caught in the middle of it all. To ask Anastasia to simply agree to treat him would be putting her in a very difficult position.

Susan returned from outside, looking completely haggard.

Ryan was on the balcony, on the phone. Hearing Susan come in, he didn't turn around.

When the call ended, he put his phone away and walked calmly back into the living room.

In contrast to Susan's haggard and heavy demeanor, his own state of mind was much more stable. He seemed to have adapted well to their new, ordinary—one might even say destitute—life.

He asked Susan, "You're back?"

Seeing him like this, Susan suddenly exploded.

She slammed the knock-off designer bag in her hand down in front of him and screamed through her tears, "Ryan! How much longer are you going to stay like this?! I can't live this life anymore!!"