Chapter 180 Showing Cracks
Being a good person was costly, but in comparison to her father’s life, what did it matter?
Sarah lowered her gaze, observing her father’s pale and frail visage. Her eyes welled up with
teats
Angela glanced at her, then averted her gaze. Retrieving a notebook from her canvas bag, she passed it to Sarah. Tve detailed the instructions and dosages here. The process is a bit intricate, so please review it first. If you have any questions. I’ll be happy to explain.”
Sarah’s eyes scanned the elegantly written text in the notebook, and after a moment, she
closed it.
Angela blinked, slightly taken aback. “You finished reading it so quickly?”
“Yes, I’m a fast reader.” Sarah smiled with gratitude. “You’ve written it very comprehensively. and the handwriting is lovely, unlike our school leader’s scribbles.”
Recalling the messy handwriting, Angela couldn’t help but chuckle, then inquired. “Shall I test you about it?”
“Of course.
Angela’s gaze shifted as she questioned, “Tell me the weight of lily bulbs and platycodon roots needed for the medicine to be decocted at noon.”
“10 grams of lily bulbs and 7 pieces of platycodon roots ground into powder and boiled in hot water for 40 minutes.”
Angela posed a few more queries.
Without exception, Sarah promptly answered each one.
Angela’s eyes shimmered with curiosity. Whenever Sarah’s name came up at school, the term “beautiful” was consistently used. Hearing it repeatedly, Angela had unwittingly formed the impression that Sarah was merely a “pretty face.” However, observing Sarah now, she saw the beautiful facade seemed to possess some substance.
Angela blinked. “Do you have a photographic memory? That would certainly be advantageous for studying medicine.”
For others, memorizing the names of those herbs and their precise weights to decimal poin
would be overwhelming. However, for a medical student, this skill was a godsend.
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Chapter 180 Showing Cracks
Sarah souded. “I just have a good memory. You, on the cather hand, are truly remarkable”
After all, Angela was the key to whether her father could weaken and recuperate
Angela rechecked Zayn’s juler Though stable, it was slightly weaker compared to before Samuel, that fool, had arrived.
She glanced at Sarah. “The patient requires rest, so let’s not disturb him with external
matters”
to
Sarah was momentarily puzzled, then grasped the implied message and nodded.
Tll take my leave now. Make sure your father receives his medication on time
Administering medicine and sustenance to an unconscious patient was challenging, so Angela imparted a few pointers to Sarah before departing the ward.
Oliver hurried over, looking as if he were seeking approval. “Mrs. Lawson, I held back while dealing with Samuel just now. I made sure nothing untoward happened to him, hehe.
“Excellent.”
Angela smiled, then casually remarked, “We should refrain from resorting to violence when dealing with such individuals. We are people of culture, so we shouldn’t stoop to their level.”
Oliver scratched his head, contemplating her words. “But Daniel mentioned that if we need to take action, we should do so decisively.”
Daniel often said something like “you’ve got to nip it in the bud, otherwise it just grows back stronger.” So, who should we really listen to?
Angela glanced at him. “I’m the missus, so you must obey me.”
If Oliver got imprisoned, she wouldn’t have the capacity to extricate him.
Oliver nodded obediently and followed her instructions.
“Mrs. Lawson, please wait here. I’ll go start the car.”
The car was a short distance away, and Angela stayed put, waiting for him.
Fanny’s voice suddenly echoed from the opposite side of the parking lot.
“Angela?”
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If she didn’t go, she was unsure of what Zacharias might say
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