The Abandoned Wife

When they heard that, they were shocked.

They had met many famous doctors who attempted to treat Alfred, yet that was the first time they heard someone asking them to take off Alfred’s clothes.

Jonathan was the first to react as he asked cautiously, “Is it necessary?”

Roxanne glanced at him weirdly. “I’m about to treat Old Mr. Queen, and his shirt will prevent me from treating him more easily. Can someone help? Please do it quickly.”

Everyone in the room, including the medical team, exchanged looks with each other.

They had no idea why it was necessary to take the patient’s shirt off for the treatment.

Jonathan hesitated before gritting his teeth and stepping forward. 

Seeing that her brother had relented, Frieda was panicking, “What kind of treatment is this? Why?"

Before she could finish, she saw Roxanne pulling out a quaint wooden box from her medical kit. There was a scroll-like item inside.

After she unrolled it, hundreds of big and small silver needles could be seen arranged neatly inside.

Frieda was shocked by what she saw and swallowed her words.

Roxanne focused on taking out the needles she needed before disinfecting them with alcohol. She didn’t at all pay attention to what Frieda was saying.

In front of her, Jonathan was pulling Alfred toward himself with great difficulty. One of his hands was stabilizing the old man’s body while the other was taking off the shirt.

Since Alfred was completely unconscious at that moment, he wasn’t going to cooperate.

It made Jonathan’s actions even more difficult.

Lucian stared at Roxanne’s actions as the look in his eyes darkened.

When he saw how much Jonathan was struggling, he put Estella on the ground and ordered, “I’ll be helping Jonathan out. Stay here and don’t move, okay?”

She nodded obediently as she watched her father walk through the crowd and stood next to the bed.

He then silently helped Jonathan remove Alfred’s shirt.

“Thanks, Lucian.”

Jonathan stared at him gratefully.

Lucian nodded silently,Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

When Roxanne noticed Lucian was there, her eyelashes quivered, though she quickly returned to her calm self as she focused on the needles.