The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean)
Chapter 23
Neera and Jean's hands were touching intimately!
Jean was surprised, though he did not think of immediately letting go. Instead, he glared at Neera and said, "How can you take it back after you've given it to me? As a doctor, are you always so impatient toward your patients?"
Neera was equally surprised. It took her a few seconds to come to her senses, and she hastily pulled her hand back.
She seemed awkward. The part on her hand where Jean had touched her felt tingly as though she had received a jolt of electricity.
She gritted her teeth and said, "You're not a child! Don't tell me you want me to coax you to take your medicine. My children haven't been afraid of taking medicine since they were three years old!"
"…" Jean was at a loss for a retort. He seemed displeased.
Does she mean that I'm more cowardly than a three-year-old child?
Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming tense, Ian coughed deliberately and said, "Sire, you should drink the soup while it's hot. It might smell even stronger after it cools down."
The triplets also encouraged him. "That’s right. You should drink the soup now so you'll recover quickly."
Harvey even handed him a soup spoon.
Jean's expression softened a little. He grunted softly and began to drink the soup.
Occasionally, he stole glances at his fingertips.
He could clearly remember the softness and the warmth of the woman's hand…
…
Soon, the six people finished all the food on the table.
Ian's stomach was bloated. Neera was a wonderful chef, and he had nearly swallowed his tongue while eating.
What surprised him the most was that Jean's appetite had improved!
"Does the soup… improve one's appetite?" Ian asked, surprised.
Whenever Jean was ill, he would either have no appetite, or he would throw up everything he ate. His body would be extremely weak.
Today, not only had he cleared his plate, but he also went back for seconds.
Jean was equally surprised.
He had expected not to eat so much, but after drinking the soup, he could feel his appetite returning.
When he realized what happened, his plate was already empty, and he was already full.
Jean could not help but steal another glance at Neera.
That woman… is more skilled than I imagined!
Ian seemed to also have noticed that. He stood up excitedly and said, "Doctor… No, you're a miracle doctor! I'll leave my Sire in your hands! Please do your best to treat his illness!"
Neera did not express any emotion on her face. She said, "Don't call me a miracle doctor. My name is Neera Garcia! You don't have to be so formal. I'm only treating his illness because I have a debt to pay. Moreover, even though his condition would improve after ten sessions, he would not be completely cured. It's impossible to do so in such a short amount of time!"
Jean and Ian were not too disappointed when they heard that.
Jean was surprised, though he did not think of immediately letting go. Instead, he glared at Neera and said, "How can you take it back after you've given it to me? As a doctor, are you always so impatient toward your patients?"
Neera was equally surprised. It took her a few seconds to come to her senses, and she hastily pulled her hand back.
She seemed awkward. The part on her hand where Jean had touched her felt tingly as though she had received a jolt of electricity.
She gritted her teeth and said, "You're not a child! Don't tell me you want me to coax you to take your medicine. My children haven't been afraid of taking medicine since they were three years old!"
"…" Jean was at a loss for a retort. He seemed displeased.
Does she mean that I'm more cowardly than a three-year-old child?
Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming tense, Ian coughed deliberately and said, "Sire, you should drink the soup while it's hot. It might smell even stronger after it cools down."
The triplets also encouraged him. "That’s right. You should drink the soup now so you'll recover quickly."
Harvey even handed him a soup spoon.
Jean's expression softened a little. He grunted softly and began to drink the soup.
Occasionally, he stole glances at his fingertips.
He could clearly remember the softness and the warmth of the woman's hand…
…
Soon, the six people finished all the food on the table.
Ian's stomach was bloated. Neera was a wonderful chef, and he had nearly swallowed his tongue while eating.
What surprised him the most was that Jean's appetite had improved!
"Does the soup… improve one's appetite?" Ian asked, surprised.
Whenever Jean was ill, he would either have no appetite, or he would throw up everything he ate. His body would be extremely weak.
Today, not only had he cleared his plate, but he also went back for seconds.
Jean was equally surprised.
He had expected not to eat so much, but after drinking the soup, he could feel his appetite returning.
When he realized what happened, his plate was already empty, and he was already full.
Jean could not help but steal another glance at Neera.
That woman… is more skilled than I imagined!
Ian seemed to also have noticed that. He stood up excitedly and said, "Doctor… No, you're a miracle doctor! I'll leave my Sire in your hands! Please do your best to treat his illness!"
Neera did not express any emotion on her face. She said, "Don't call me a miracle doctor. My name is Neera Garcia! You don't have to be so formal. I'm only treating his illness because I have a debt to pay. Moreover, even though his condition would improve after ten sessions, he would not be completely cured. It's impossible to do so in such a short amount of time!"
Jean and Ian were not too disappointed when they heard that.
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