Chapter 1129

Chapter 1129 Ridiculous Barnard stunned and frowned more fightly, “Miss Swift, you…”

“Old Mrs. Samuel is fine and not ill at all. Why did that doctor give such a proposal?” Nikita looked at him indifferently, “He proposed to send a normal person to a psychiatric hospital. Isn’t he a quack?”

“Miss Swift, you are sure that grandma is not ill.” “Can you tell me why she became like this?” “If there is no physical problem, of course there is a psychological problem.”

“There is something wrong with the doctor’s suggestion, but Miss Swift couldn’t say that they are quacks.” “The doctors who checked Grandma were well–known doctors. Even if their words were not completely correct, they are definitely not quacks.”

Nikita smiled, but there was only coldness in her eyes. Her voice was very indifferent, “Without any evidence, they concluded that the patient had psychological problems. I think these famous doctors you mentioned are just like ordinary.”

Barnard’s face didn’t look good, and he was about to get angry. But he saw Sheehan next to him, so he could only endure his anger. He took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down, “Then according to Miss Swift’s wise idea, why did my grandmother become like this?”

Harrell also looked at Nikita curiously and anxiously, “Niky, did you find anything out?” “Grandma….can she be cured?”

Nikita looked at Old Mrs. Samuel, and her voice was still calm. Everyone present could hear her clearly, “She can be cured, but Old Mrs. Samuel is not ill.” “The reason why she became like this is that she was cursed.” “If we can remove the spell against her, she will be normal.”

“Spell…spell?” Harrell was stunned. “Niky, are you kidding?”

If she said that Old Mrs. Samuel was hit so hard by the death of Old Mr. Samuel that she was stimulated, and she became mentally abnormal, Harrell could still believe her.

But she said it was a spell!!

Wasn’t this something that was only found in novels or movies about supernatural things?

It was used to catch ghosts and suppress demons or something.

How could there really be such a thing in real life? Even if there was something like that, it was also deceptive. It couldn’t be useful.

Harrell had great hopes for Nikita. When he heard Nikita’s words that she could cure Old Mrs. Samuel, he was very happy. But at this moment, he was a little uncertain…

Harrell didn’t see Barnard’s consternation and panic in his eyes when Nikita said Old Mrs. Samuel was cursed by some spell.

“Yes…” “Yes, Miss Swift, are you kidding us?” Barnard’s panic flashed in his eyes and he forced himself to calm down, “If you can’t find out the cause of grandma’s illness, it’s nothing. But it’s ridiculous to blame it on a spell.*

Nikita smiled, “I can cure her, but if you don’t believe me, you can ask someone else to cure her.”

Harrell twisted her eyebrows and hesitated.

Barnard looked at Nikita, and his eyes flashed. Although his tone was polite, but it was much colder, “Miss Swift, I’m afraid I have to wait for the elders at home to come back to discuss this matter before making a decision.”

“That’s fine.” Nikita said decisively, “I am leaving now, you can discuss it and then inform me.”

Nikita turned around and walked to Sheehan, “Let’s go.”

Sheehan didn’t say anything, nodded and took her hand.

They turned around and walked outward.

“Niky, wait!” Harrell stopped them.

“Is there anything else?” Nikita stopped and turned to Harrell.