In the clinic, Hera and Johnson were focused on a human model laid out on the bed, marked with various acupuncture points. Nearby, there was a medical simulator with a display showing a model of the human body that corresponded to Harvey’s condition.
After more than a week of research, Hera finally finalized the treatment plan for Harvey. This was a simulation exercise before the actual treatment.
Hera carefully inserted the last needle into the acupuncture point. After a moment, the red dots representing key acupuncture points on the display turned green.
“It worked!” Johnson exclaimed.
Hera checked the data on the monitor and smiled. “This works. We can proceed with the treatment.”
She turned to Johnson and gave him a high-five.
Catherine, who had been observing from the side, also smiled. “Hera, you’re getting better.”
As the three were rejoicing, a commotion outside signaled Nicholas’ return with Wayne. When Hera came out, she saw Wayne drenched, with a bite mark on his arm.
She turned to Johnson. “Johnson, it’s getting late. You should head home. Thanks for your hard work.”
Noticing the situation, Johnson said his goodbyes and left.
“See? When it comes down to it, you still need me to get the job done! I told you I’d bring him back on time,” Nicholas boasted.
“Not bad.” Hera tossed him a small item she pulled from a cab. “Here’s your reward.”
Nicholas was thrilled that Hera had given him something. But when he took a closer look, he saw it was a bottle of cold medicine.
He was outraged. “What the hell! Are you pulling my leg?”
“You got wet. Don’t catch a cold. And if you’ve got nothing better to do, stay out of bars and get some sleep,” Hera said.
Nicholas then noticed his left shoulder was damp. “I’m fine. There’s no way I’d catch a cold from a little rain…”
He sneezed before he could finish his sentence.
Hera quirked a brow. “If you don’t want an injection, go home and take a hot bath.”
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“Wayne, did you get into a fight?” Catherine didn’t know what
happened and brought over
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disinfectant and cotton swabs to
treat the wound on Wayne’s arm.
Wayne looked dejected and didn’t respond.
“Did you see Everly?” Hera asked as she prepared a bowl of mushroom soup. She handed him a towel. “Dry yourself.”
Wayne nodded sadly, holding the towel over his head and the soup in his hands.
Hera wasn’t great at comforting people, so she simply gave him a pat on the shoulder.
“So, Everly really doesn’t plan on returning?” Catherine realized that Everly must have caused the injury on Wayne’s arm.
After finishing the soup, Wayne briefly recounted what had happened with Everly.
Having already endured Giselle’s betrayal, Catherine was more prepared this time, but it still hurt. She sighed helplessly.
Hera snorted. “The Chime family is digging their own grave.”
How could they use such a foolish method to save their stocks?
Catherine and Wayne remained silent.
“If this is Everly’s choice, then she must be ready to face the consequences.” Hera glanced at the time. “Don’t dwell on it. Go home and get some rest. We have an early meeting tomorrow.”
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