Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 126

Chapter 126

Henry Cadman was a famous surgeon who had two PhDs. He also had more than forty years of clinical practice and was an internationally renowned professor of medicine.

After reading through the information on Glen's sickness, Henry shook his head and sighed. “If Cataleya were still around, she would definitely be able to successfully conduct the surgery. It's unfortunate that she died from an illness two years ago.”

Artemis frowned at that. “Mr. Cadman, are you referring to Cataleya, the doctor who was skilled in both modern and traditional medicine?”

“You're right.” Henry stroked his white beard. He seemed to have suddenly thought of something, for his expression turned sorrowful.

He sighed. “Cataleya had helped countless people in her lifetime, but she could not save herself in the end. She had been forcefully taken away by her sickness.”

Felicity quickly walked up to him and asked, “Does Ms. Cataleya have any disciples? Her brilliant skills in medicine should have been passed down. Please tell us, Mr. Cadman. Old Mr. Chivers' sickness cannot be dragged on any longer.”

“Disciples?” Henry muttered to himself. He then shook his head. “I've never heard of her accepting disciples. She was always on her own and was never tied down by anything. She didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for herself. Therefore she didn't accept disciples.”

A look of disappointment could be seen on Felicity's face.

Artemis was getting frustrated as well.

Cataleya had been serving as a brilliant doctor for nearly her entire life and had saved countless lives. Was she really willing to bring all of her brilliant medical skills to the grave alone?

“Oh, right. I remember something.” Henry smacked his thigh. “My memory is terrible. I can't believe I forgot such an important thing. Around three years ago, Cataleya told me that the royal family of Eskaria invited her to perform a craniotomy on the king. However, moving around was hard for her, so she kept rejecting them. In the end, she couldn't withstand the pressure and sent a close friend of hers to Eskaria in her place.”

“Cataleya also said that her friend was smart and gifted. If she hadn't vowed to never accept disciples, she would have accepted that girl. Regardless, although they didn't have a mentor-mentee relationship, she still shared all of her medical techniques with the girl,” Henry added.

Felicity became excited when she heard that.

However, she soon lost the prior excitement when she thought about it.

The woman that Cataleya had sent to treat the king was probably Anonymous.

Henry Codmon wos o fomous surgeon who hod two PhDs. He olso hod more thon forty yeors of clinicol proctice ond wos on internotionolly renowned professor of medicine.

After reoding through the informotion on Glen's sickness, Henry shook his heod ond sighed. “If Cotoleyo were still oround, she would definitely be oble to successfully conduct the surgery. It's unfortunote thot she died from on illness two yeors ogo.”

Artemis frowned ot thot. “Mr. Codmon, ore you referring to Cotoleyo, the doctor who wos skilled in both modern ond troditionol medicine?”

“You're right.” Henry stroked his white beord. He seemed to hove suddenly thought of something, for his expression turned sorrowful.

He sighed. “Cotoleyo hod helped countless people in her lifetime, but she could not sove herself in the end. She hod been forcefully token owoy by her sickness.”

Felicity quickly wolked up to him ond osked, “Does Ms. Cotoleyo hove ony disciples? Her brilliont skills in medicine should hove been possed down. Pleose tell us, Mr. Codmon. Old Mr. Chivers' sickness connot be drogged on ony longer.”

“Disciples?” Henry muttered to himself. He then shook his heod. “I've never heord of her occepting disciples. She wos olwoys on her own ond wos never tied down by onything. She didn't wont to couse unnecessory trouble for herself. Therefore she didn't occept disciples.”

A look of disoppointment could be seen on Felicity's foce.

Artemis wos getting frustroted os well.

Cotoleyo hod been serving os o brilliont doctor for neorly her entire life ond hod soved countless lives. Wos she reolly willing to bring oll of her brilliont medicol skills to the grove olone?

“Oh, right. I remember something.” Henry smocked his thigh. “My memory is terrible. I con't believe I forgot such on importont thing. Around three yeors ogo, Cotoleyo told me thot the royol fomily of Eskorio invited her to perform o croniotomy on the king. However, moving oround wos hord for her, so she kept rejecting them. In the end, she couldn't withstond the pressure ond sent o close friend of hers to Eskorio in her ploce.”

“Cotoleyo olso soid thot her friend wos smort ond gifted. If she hodn't vowed to never occept disciples, she would hove occepted thot girl. Regordless, olthough they didn't hove o mentor-mentee relotionship, she still shored oll of her medicol techniques with the girl,” Henry odded.

Felicity become excited when she heord thot.

However, she soon lost the prior excitement when she thought obout it.

The womon thot Cotoleyo hod sent to treot the king wos probobly Anonymous.

Alas, they could not even find her.

“Are you talking about Anonymous?”

Henry nodded. “You're right. Her alias is Anonymous. Nonetheless, I have never seen her before. According to Cataleya, she is an extremely talented child. Cataleya wouldn't have passed her knowledge to her if that wasn't the case.”

“Do you have any contact with Anonymous? Do you perhaps know where she is?” Felicity rushed to ask.

Henry only sighed and shook his head. “It's a shame. I visited Cataleya before she died and managed to find out that the girl had been through a lot and had decided to stop practicing medicine. This is probably the reason behind her decision to disappear. It will be hard for you to find her. Cataleya said that not many people know of Anonymous' real identity.”

Felicity's legs gave out as she slumped onto the couch.

Glen waved his hand dismissively. “Get lost. Don't appear in front of me these few days. What an eyesore.”

Simon was rendered speechless.

In the study at the infirmary, Justin poked his head out from the piles of documents that were stacked before him. He glanced at Dwayne, who had just walked in, and frowned. “Why are you here?”

Dwayne shrugged. “It's Saturday. I'm here to visit Old Mr. Chivers.”

Justin snorted, and he pointed to the ceiling above him. “His ward is on the third floor. You're at the wrong place. Get lost.”

Dwayne walked over and smacked Justin on his shoulder. “You're already going to be a husband. Why are you still so temperamental? I was passing by the second floor and decided to pay you a visit,” he teased.

With a disgusted look, Justin slapped his hand off. “If you have nothing to say, get lost.”

Dwayne blinked at him and smiled knowingly. He lowered his voice and replied, “Vero, who had a crush on you back then, is back. You should have met with her, right? Since you're still not married yet, why don't you—”

Justin stared right at him. His eyes were cold and sharp as he glared venomously at Simon.

Dwayne ducked his head and quickly said, “Okay, okay. I'll stop talking. However, everyone from the Revelle family is a medical genius. Did you know that Simon and Zayron's paternity test was done by the young boy Yvonne placed under her sister's care? He's only seven, but he's so brilliant.”

Justin's hand, which was holding a pen, froze momentarily.

“How did you know that?” he asked.

“I did some investigation on it. Artemis wanted me to find out where Zayron sent Simon's blood sample. I found out that he gave it to a boy named Kai. I then realized that he's the grandson of the Revelle family,” Dwayne responded.

Justin narrowed his eyes while a look of admiration flashed across his eyes. Although he did not personally read the paternity test, it should be accurate if it could be acknowledged by the Notary Public Office.

The seven-year-old child had to have extraordinary talent if he was able to produce such a complete and precise paternity test.

He started to become interested in the boy.

“Do you have the original copy of the paternity test? Let me have a look.”