Abigail’s Second Life

Abigail sat on the edge of the bed, extending her hand toward him.

Previously, Sean always felt that Abigail's hand was cold, but when he touched it this time, he found that it was

warm.

He had looked it up before and knew that it might be due to her weak health.

Now, he was the one who was physically weak... Sean instantly felt terrible. How did he, a grown man, become

so weak? Gently rubbing Abigail's hand, Sean said, "I used to think your hand was cold, but | find it rather warm

now."

Abigail looked at the disappointment in his eyes and felt uneasy.

"You will definitely get better, so what are you worried about?" She looked at Sean, her tone calm.

Sean smiled at her. "I'm not worried."

Whether he was worried or not, Abigail could tell. However, she wasn't the one who was sick, so she couldn't

truly understand him.

When Scarlett and Lawrence entered with several bags, Abigail wondered if they were going to empty out the

entire hotel.

"Why are there so many..." Abigail exclaimed.

"I don't know what he likes to eat, so | made a little bit of everything. Eating a bit of each dish is good for the

body," Scarlett said. She prepared each dish based on its different healing effects, so each dish had its purpose.

Sean looked at the table full of dishes and immediately said to Scarlett, "Thank you, Mrs. Pearson."

"What are you thankingfor? Hurry up and eat. If it doesn't suit your taste, letknow." Scarlett smiled and

handed him a fork and knife.

Abigail also sat at the dining table under Lawrence's insistence.

While eating, Abigail's phone rang.

It was Ronaldo, who she hadn't talked to in a long time.

Abigail stood up with her phone and said to Sean, "I'll take this call first, so you go ahead and eat."

After she left the ward, Lawrence and Scarlett immediately served Sean.

"You should eat more and replenish your body to get better. When you return to Pendorf after recovering, you

should eat well. Don't worry about maintaining a good figure. The most important thing is to have a healthy

body, then you can consider your figure," Lawrence carefully explained to Sean.

Sean couldn't help but chuckle. "I've never deliberately maintained my figure."

He used to exercise regularly, so he was in good shape.

"You haven't deliberately maintained your figure, but your figure is already this good, eh?" Lawrence couldn't

help but mutter.

Scarlett couldn't help but say, "Let him eat. Why are we discussing his figure?"

At their age, why were they comparing figures with a youngster?

Abigail had contacted so many people, and Ronaldo was the quickest to respond.

"You mentioned something about finding a doctor, and I've already inquired about it. I know an elderly traditional

medicine doctor who is almost eighty years old, but she lives in very poor conditions. If Mr. Graham wants to see

her, he may have to endure a difficult tfor a while," Ronaldo warned Abigail in advance.

Abigail was a bit puzzled. "What do you mean by a difficult time?"

"Well, she lives in the mountains, on a separate island even. Mr. Graham would have to stay with her on the

mountain and help her with various tasks. The old lady refuses to cdown, but | assure you, her traditional

medicine skills are remarkable, although the lineage has been broken. Lettell you another secret-she used to

be a witch doctor here." Ronaldo chuckled. Search The Findwebsite on Geegle to access chapters of

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Abigail was skeptical, but she still respected different cultural practices.

"In that case, I'll wait until Sean is feeling better and bring him over. It won't be a problem staying on the

mountain, and | can even help with schores," Abigail said, hoping that the doctor Ronaldo found would truly

be effective.

"Alright, I've already spoken to the old lady, and she's willing to see Mr. Graham," Ronaldo said. "Once you have

everything arranged, I'll fly over in a helicopter to pick you up and take you to her."

"Say, doesn't she live on a mountain? Is there even a place for you to land?" Abigail was a bit confused. Flying in

a helicopter seemed a bit too extravagant, no?

"Yes, of course there is. Why wouldn't there be one?" Ronaldo just wanted to show off his newly purchased

helicopter.

After Abigail agreed, she couldn't help but ask, "Can the old lady really help? Sean's condition is quite serious."

"Just how serious is it?" Ronaldo asked curiously.

After hesitating for a moment, Abigail decided to tell Ronaldo about the situation. She knew that withholding

information would only delay Ronaldo's judgment.

After listening, Ronaldo couldn't help but click his tongue. "This is indeed quite serious. I'll ask the old lady again

today. If she can't treat him, then don't cover. If it doesn't work in the country, you can try going abroad."

"I know. He's still in the hospital because of a cold, and we don't know when he'll be discharged," Abigail said,

sighing heavily.

Ronaldo immediately reassured her, saying, "It's not a big problem. Traditional medicine doctors in our country

are still very skilled. As long as you search diligently, you'll find a solution." "Thank you." Abigail felt a little

better.

Regardless, the fact that he called back so quickly gave her shope.

After hanging up the phone, Abigail turned and returned to the hospital room.

Sean had already eaten his fill, but with the persuasion of Lawrence and Scarlett, he ate a little more.

"We found a lady, but we are not sure if she can cure him. If she can, we'll head to Eastbay after he's

discharged." Abigail sat down and told Lawrence and Scarlett about her plans.