When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 155: Miracle Doctor

Faye Turner arrived early today, before eight o’clock.

The unmarked clinic hadn’t opened yet, but three people were already waiting to see the doctor.

Faye Turner naturally took the fourth place in line.

"Uncle Lane, you don’t have to wait with me. It’s uncertain when they’ll open, you should just go and do your business. I’ll take a taxi to the company myself later."

"It’s alright, I’ll wait with you."

"No, no, really there’s no need, you can go!" Under Faye Turner’s insistence, Uncle Lane finally had to leave.

But before leaving, he secretly made a phone call to Adrian Lancaster to report the situation here——

"President Lancaster, Miss Turner wants to buy you a kind of traditional medicine, she couldn’t get it yesterday, so she’s here early again today."

Adrian Lancaster had just arrived at the company, hearing this report, he felt a bit moved, remembering her saying she still needed one more herb.

"Alright, you make sure she stays safe." With that, he hung up the phone.

So Uncle Lane didn’t leave but drove the car to the side and sat in the driver’s seat watching her from afar.

Gradually, a long line formed behind Faye Turner.

After waiting for about an hour, the clinic’s door finally opened.

Faye Turner was able to see Dr. Aiken up close, around fifty years old, dressed very neatly, still in yesterday’s outfit.

Seeing the long queue outside, he did not make any arrangement for everyone, but merely brought out a stack of plastic stools, starting with the first patient, passing them down the line.

For the first two patients, he took their pulse and prescribed medicine incredibly quickly, perhaps their issues were minor, just requiring body adjustments.

Faye Turner thought, this time the wait shouldn’t be long.

Now in front of her was a somewhat frail young girl, around thirty, quite pretty and made-up, but looking depressed.

Accompanying her was a middle-aged woman, their relationship didn’t seem like mother and daughter.

"Give me your wrist," Dr. Aiken didn’t even inquire about her symptoms, directly reaching to take her pulse.

The girl sat on the stool in front of the counter, stretching out her hand somewhat timidly.

Then the middle-aged woman beside her, concernedly explained the girl’s issues, "Dr. Aiken, Amy came all the way from Jadepoint, seeking out your reputation for help with her body adjustments. This girl has been weak since childhood, and now that she’s married, she constantly can’t maintain pregnancies."

The doctor’s brows furrowed tightly while taking her pulse.

"Girls need to take care of their bodies. Why so weak? Aren’t you aware of your mood?" His words were harsh, even a bit cold.

Faye Turner felt a slight shock in her heart.

The middle-aged woman was even more confused, intending to communicate with the girl, but Dr. Aiken became upset, "Is she deaf? I don’t believe she can’t understand, why are you here to translate?"

Faye Turner felt her heart tighten again, this doctor is really strict!

"She just thinks too much, over-complicates things!" He said as he took her pulse, glancing at her meanwhile.

The girl drooped her head, starting to sob...

"I’m not checking anymore." Dr. Aiken released her wrist, "You can leave, turn left at the door, I’m not treating you!"

Faye Turner was bewildered, but the girl raised her tear-filled eyes, "I’m sorry, I was wrong."

"You’re not wrong, you’re just not being truthful with me. I just don’t want to treat you. If you don’t want treatment, don’t waste time."

"Doctor..." The girl seemed to cling to him like a lifeline, "I’ll speak, I’ll speak, I’ve been married for two years, been pregnant five or six times but couldn’t keep them, really want a child, Western medicine doesn’t work, seen many doctors without results, I’m sincerely coming to seek your help." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Of course, you can’t maintain pregnancy, you’ve had 17 miscarriages, it’s a miracle you’re even alive," the doctor said.

This statement caused a commotion among the people around, but judging from the girl’s expression, the doctor’s assessment was correct.

Faye Turner thought, my goodness, is the pulse-reading really this accurate?