Nora, who had stored the medicinal herbs in a black plastic bag, replied nonchalantly, âItâs just some medicinal herbs. I intend to treat grandmotherâs eyes.â
Melissa was a little surprised. âAre you an expert in traditional medicine too?â.
Nora was about to respond when Sheena said, âLike she knows traditional medicine? Itâs probably some over-the-counter ointment she bought without much thought, isnât it? Your grandmother has been blind for over twenty years. Weâve been to many doctors, but none of them have been able to cure her. Youâd better not indiscriminately try that medicine of unknown origin on her. Your grandmother is already advanced in years. Are you going to take responsibility if anything goes wrong?â
His sarcasm caused Nora to frown.
Simon said, âThatâs enough, Sheena! Nora is just a child, why are you taking your anger out on her?â.
Immediately, Sheena began to argue insistently with Simon.
Nora decided to say nothing and went straight to her grandmotherâs room upstairs.
Her grandmother was resting on the couch. Apparently, she had heard the dispute downstairs and was quietly crying. When she heard the door open, she turned her ear toward it and asked, âWho is it?â
The old woman was very old. Her eyes looked very expressionless and her silver hair was tied tightly behind her. The lights in the room were off; after all, she didnât need them. In the gloom of the room, she formed an exceptionally heartbreaking image.
Nora lowered her gaze, her curled eyelashes hiding her emotions. She adopted as casual a tone as possible and replied, âItâs me, Grandma.â
âOh, itâs Nora!â Her grandmother wiped away her tears and sat up. She held out her arm toward her and said, âHere, come to Grandma!â
When Nora came over with Cherry and sat down on the couch, her grandmother sighed and said, âNora, your Aunt Sheena may have a foul mouth, but sheâs soft-hearted. You can take anything she says as nonsense and ignore it.â
The analogy made Nora smile. âOkay.â
She opened the bag in her hand, took out the pills and the ointment inside. Then, she meticulously explained to her grandmother how to use the medicine. After memorizing it, he chatted with her a while longer before leaving.
Sheena also went upstairs to visit Mrs. Anderson and saw that she was in good health. Before leaving, she noticed the dark-colored medicine on the table and frowned. âMom, you can use the ointment if you want, but donât take the oral pills. Herbal medicines have extensive and profound uses, once you use the wrong herb in a formula, the effects will be very different. The pills do not appear to have been prescribed by a proper hospital. Youâd better not eat them in case something goes wrong.â
Mrs. Anderson frowned and replied, ââ¦.. Okay, I heard you.â
After Sheena left, Melissa also came over to check on her and see how she was doing and if she had gone to bed yet. When she saw the pills on the table, she was shocked for a moment. Then she picked them up and asked, âWhat pills are these, Mom? They smell so goodâ¦â
Mrs. Anderson sighed and replied, âNora gave them to me. Theyâre for the eyes.â
galηÏνeâs.cøm is your update source A look of concern appeared on Melissaâs features. âJudging by how Nora operated on Simon, it looks like sheâs a surgeon. She probably doesnât know much about traditional medicine, does she?â
Surprised, Mrs. Anderson suggested, âWhy donât you ask her about the formula.â
Melissa shook her head. âNora just got back. Besides, Sheena just made those comments about her. If I ask her about the formula now, it will look like we donât trust her and weâll end up hurting her pride. How about this? Sheril is studying traditional medicine. Iâll tell her to come home tomorrow and take a look at these pills.â
The old woman nodded.
Melissa placed the pills on the bedside table and helped her up to bed. When she went to rest for the night, Melissa left.
As Melissa left the room, Mrs. Anderson suddenly stood up. She tapped in front of her with the white cane and approached the coffee table in a customary manner.
She fumbled and picked up a pill. When she put it under her nose and smelled it, a refreshing aroma assaulted her senses and she felt a sense of comfort come over her that she had never experienced before.
She couldnât help but grab a glass of water and take a pill. Then she also took the ointment and applied it to her eyes.
She had been blind for more than 20 years anyway, so why not give it a try?
The next day was Sunday.
The Hunts had scheduled a family meeting that day to discuss what they should do about Pete.
âMom, arenât you going to go take a look? Peteâs not good at talking â what if someone bullies him?â
Cherry, who was wearing pretty yellow pajamas, rested her chin on her hands and asked curiously.
When Nora, who was getting dressed, heard her, she raised an eyebrow and said, âIf they kick your brother out of the Hunts, wonât that mean he can come with me instead?â
Cherry was speechless.
Actually, Nora was joking.
Even if she wanted to take her son and make him leave the Hunts, she wouldnât do it in a way that would humiliate him in that way.
Nor was she to let the accusation of having had a relapse in his mental illness and pushing his great-grandmother down the stairs become a lifelong burden weighing on Pete.
After instructing Cherry to stay home, he headed for the hospital.
Finest Hospital belonged to the Hunts. To make sure no one disturbed Elderly Mrs. Huntâs rest, she was admitted to the VIP ward on the top floor. For now there were no other patients on the same floor.
When Nora arrived, the hallway on that floor was filled with members of the Hunts.
There were many new faces, apart from Justinâs uncleâs family, whom she had seen the other time. Obviously, things seemed to have gotten out of hand.
When he went upstairs, Justinâs second uncle, Raymond, was already making a scene there.
âHow can you say it wasnât Peter who did it? Things have already gotten to this point, AND he still flat out denies it! Heâs not going to admit it until Mom wakes up to testify! How ridiculous is that? If he murders someone, is he also going to wait for the victim to come back to life and testify against him? Howard, what do you say we do this?â.
Howard, whose arm muscles were evident even through the black T-shirt he was wearing, touched his nose after hearing what he had said. âUncle Raymond, what Grandpa means is that Pete is still a five-year-old boy after allâ¦â
The corners of Rogerâs eyes lifted, and he looked like he was smiling even though he wasnât. He let out a sigh and said, âHoward, I know you have good relations with Justin, and heâs even the head of the household. You taking this on does put you in a difficult positionâ¦â¦â¦.fuu-uu. fuu-uu. Maybe we should drop the whole thing?â
An angry Raymond shouted, âHoward, your grandfather has always made a clear distinction between official and personal matters! If youâre not capable of that, why should you be allowed to take on the responsibility of guarding the family home?â
With the two of them playing good cop/bad cop, Howard simply couldnât speak well of Pete at all. He looked at Justin anxiously, only to see him calm and steady.
Howard forced himself to calm down. He said, âWhen great-aunt wakes upâ¦â.
âIf Mom never wakes up, are we going to put this off forever?â Raymond said aggressively, âOh, now I get it. No wonder Justin went ahead with the operation even though Dr. York and several other specialists said they didnât recommend Mom have the surgery. Justin, tell me, are you hoping your grandmother never wakes up so you can use that as an excuse to drag this out?â
Everyone looked at Justin.
Raymond narrowed his eyes. âNo wonder you got a doctor weâve never seen before to do it, and no wonder Mom hasnât woken up yet!â.
As soon as he said that, an elated Tina York burst out of the room!
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