Chapter 154 – Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family

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“Then be careful on the road.”

Mirabella drove to Villa Cascada, had the other ingredients prepared, and then personally formulated them.

Meanwhile, Carl received a message and immediately called Romeo.

“Mr. McMillian, they replied saying they want to see the glycyrrhiza and root of purple lotus first. They’re probably worried because they think we’re trying to scam them.”

Romeo, holding the steering wheel with one hand, said nonchalantly, “Let them have a look.”

“Okay.”

Carl was surprised. He didn’t expect Romeo to become so gentle.

Usually, if someone demanded to inspect the goods first, Romeo would definitely ignore them.

It was getting dark.

Mirabella delivered the medicine she had developed to Moon Villa.

“Slice the Cinnamomum tenuis, use five grams each time, boil it with these ingredients, and then simmer for fifty minutes over low heat. Let Shirley take it when it’s not hot.”

Mirabella handed over the medicine, saying, “Here’s a three–day supply. Take it twice a day, so that’s six packs in total.” Some patients needed to be fed through a nasal feeding tube, but Shirley can swallow, so she can drink liquid food.

Romeo didn’t expect her to be ready so quickly; he touched her face with concern and asked, “Didn’t you take a break when you got home?”

“I’m alright; I slept a lot on the plane,” Mirabella said casually. “I have things to do; I gotta bounce.”

“What else do you need to do?” Romeo didn’t want to let go of her. “I can help.”

Mirabella wanted to say he couldn’t help, but she was afraid he would follow her secretly, so she could only say, “It’s nothing big, just some stuff for work.” “You’re dealing with work as soon as you got back?” Romeo grew even more worried; he touched her face again and said, “Let me give you a lift then.”

“It’s cool; I’ll drive myself.” Mirabella glanced at the time and reminded him in a calm voice, “Don’t forget to give Granny her meds.”

“Alright.” Romeo accompanied her to the car, giving her a word of caution; “Drive safe; call me if anything comes up; don’t try to shoulder everything alone.” “I got it.”

Romeo watched as she sped off, impressed by her competence and versatility.

Girls her age were usually still studying, but she was already a skilled driver with her own career.

Derek watched Mirabella drive away and couldn’t help but ask, “Sir, should we have someone check the medicine Ms. Bella prepared for Shirley? Was it prescribed by a doctor?”

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It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Ms. Bella, but no doctor had been able to find a cure for Shirley’s illness over these years.

Even James Newton was helpless.

Now that the old lady was on her deathbed, they had to be extremely cautious with her medication.

*Derek was worried that, because of her young age, Ms. Bella could have been tricked into buying counterfeit drugs without realizing it.

“No one’s meds work better than hers.”

Upon hearing Romeo’s high praise, Derek was stunned. “Did Ms. Bella prescribe the medicine herself?”

She’s just a kid!

And she’s already preparing medications?

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Although he knew that Ms. Bella had saved the old man twice and had some medical knowledge, many famous doctors were at a loss for Shirley’s condition. Could Ms. Bella’s medicine really save Shirley now that she’s at death’s door?

Wouldn’t that make her even better than those famous doctors?

“Get the car ready.” Romeo was going to make a trip to Fairfield Manor, “I’ll take it to Granny.”

Derek didn’t expect the master to trust Ms. Bella so much.

Shirley

“Sir, then why did you ask Dr. Bell to treat Shirley?”

Ms. Bella had already provided the medicine.

If Ms. Bella’s medicine could turn the tide, there would be no need for Dr. Bell.

“I went through all the trouble to find him to see if he had a way to turn Granny from a vegetable back into a normal person.”

Mirabella’s medicine can only save Granny’s life for the time being.

Whether she can become a normal person again depended on what Dr. Bell said.

“For the sake of caution, they specialize in different areas.”

Derek understood this logic, so he bowed respectfully and said, “I’ll prepare the car right away.”

At her age, Mirabella’s ability to keep Shirley alive was testament to her medical expertise.

However, to bring a vegetable back to a normal state, only experienced doctors like Dr. Bell can do it.”

“Sir, I’ll go with you. I haven’t seen Phillip and Shirley in a long time.”

“Alright.” Romeo agreed.

Mirabella pulled to a stop at the red light, whipping out her phone.

[Boss, here’s the photo they sent. You’ve got to see if it’s legit.]

Mirabella clicked open the photo and squinted. Yup, it was indeed glycyrrhiza and the root of a purple lotus.

Whether it was the shape, colour, texture, or even the root part, she could confirm that these two things were the real deal.

“Send me the location.”

[Boss, are they really legit? Damn, they’re good. They found these two things so fast when we spent three goddamn months looking for them! We were worried they might try to con us with fakes]

It’s actually real!

[They want you to meet them at a small house in Peach Valley, out in the boonies.]

Mirabella shot back an OK. The light turned green, and she pressed down on the gas, heading to the meeting spot.

To avoid drawing attention, she parked her car in a secluded spot in Peach Valley and headed toward the small house.

Before long, a car with no plates pulled up in front of her

A dude in a suit stepped out. He paused when he saw Mirabella and asked, “Are you Dr. Bell’s daughter or apprentice? We were supposed to be meeting Dr. Bell!” “I’m Dr. Bell.”

“You?” The suit guy stared at her for a good three seconds before saying, “Listen, little girl, you know what happens when you lie, right? You could get into trouble… I suggest you tell the truth. If Dr. Bell can’t make it, we can reschedule.

“I am Dr. Bell.” Mirabella’s vibe was frosty as she said expressionlessly, “I guarantee it.”

The suit guy paused again for another three seconds, then opened the car door, saying respectfully, “Sorry for the misunderstanding, Dr. Bell. Please forgive my rudeness.”

Although he was struggling to accept that Dr. Bell was a young woman,

Either way, he decided to get her back to their place first.

Mirabella didn’t hold a grudge, climbing into the back seat and accepting an item he handed over.

“By agreement, you must wear this blindfold until we reach the patient’s location.”

Mirabella knew they didn’t want her to remember the route. But what they didn’t know was that she had had an impeccable sense of direction since childhood. Even blindfolded, she could map out a clear route in her head.

But she didn’t let him in on this and obediently put on the blindfold, looking perfectly at ease.

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