Chapter 4: Touched His Sensitive Spot

From the very first glance, Gabrielle McCarthy had already determined that this man was no ordinary person. She sensed a kindred spirit in him, along with an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Of course, she also detected a certain danger from him.

She was here today merely to complete her master's task and did not wish to get entangled with irrelevant people, nor did she want to have too much contact with a man who seemed to attract trouble naturally.

So when he called out to her, Gabrielle McCarthy slightly turned her body, looking at him with a calm gaze, "What else is there?"

"Please wait a moment." The man politely nodded to her.

He used the word "please" again, and Feng Wanowan could not rudely leave. She stood still, not returning to her seat.

"Si Nian, what else do you need?" Gloria Arabella spoke up first, her attitude toward him noticeably improved, though there was a hint of barely perceptible caution and wariness.

Chu Si Nian didn't even give her a cold look; his gaze fell on Horace FitzGerald, whose brows were tightly furrowed. His voice was calm as he persuaded, "Grandfather, many renowned doctors have seen your illness, and all possible methods have been tried, but there has been no improvement. Your condition has even worsened. We can't delay any longer. Since Doctor Bevis Jeremiah himself cannot come, he sent his disciple. I believe Miss Feng's medical skills are quite good, so let her examine you."

At this moment, Horace FitzGerald felt extremely unwell, weak and powerless, with internal organs feeling like they were being scorched by fire. He clearly felt that his condition was more severe today, and the air he exhaled carried a burning sensation, reaching almost to his throat.

However, looking at this beautiful and ethereal yet young girl, he couldn't bring himself to believe in her medical skills. He sighed, "Even Dr. Cheng couldn't find the cause, so she probably won't be able to cure it either."

In fact, it was Dr. Cheng who had recommended that the Chu family seek out Bevis Jeremiah.

Although Bevis Jeremiah, this rural divine doctor, did not work at any hospital, his medical skills were well-known for their excellence. Many hospitals deemed incurable diseases showed some improvement under his treatment, if not fully cured, most patients experienced less pain and extended their lives.

His reputation was not just empty fame; he truly had the skills.

However, Bevis Jeremiah was a highly eccentric individual, and his whereabouts were mysterious. It was very difficult to find him for treatment.

This time, the Chu family had put in a lot of effort to get him to treat them, expecting him to come in person, but he had sent a disciple instead.

"Si Nian, if Dr. Cheng couldn't cure it, do you think she can?"

Melissa Arabella looked at Gabrielle McCarthy with a haughty expression, her eyes and face clearly showing disdain and the familiar jealousy between women.

Gabrielle McCarthy did not argue with her, seemingly indifferent to her attitude, but a cryptic smile slowly spread across her lips.

If one looked closely, that smile carried a hint of fox-like cunning and calculation.

Chu Si Nian did not notice Gabrielle McCarthy's expression; his sharp gaze swept over Melissa Arabella, and his voice deepened, "If you want Grandfather to die sooner, just keep going."

"What do you mean by that?" Melissa Arabella's face instantly darkened.

Gloria Arabella narrowed her eyes, her smile fading, and she sternly said, "Si Nian, Rumei is your aunt. How can you speak to her like that?"

"My father was an only child. Where did I get an aunt from?" Chu Si Nian's face immediately darkened.

The Chu family members were well aware of his temper and knew that Gloria Arabella's words had touched a sore spot. He was angry, and many present dared not breathe loudly, all lowering their heads.

Everyone in the Chu family feared Chu Si Nian, including Horace FitzGerald, who did not dare to assert his seniority in front of him. Seeing the confrontation, he did not intervene, only reaching out to rub his aching chest.

Seeing this, the butler, Webb Beard, quickly stepped forward to help him, gently massaging to ease the discomfort. Having worked in the Chu family for over twenty years, he was practically Horace FitzGerald's right-hand man. He softly advised, "Old Master Chu, let Miss Feng take a look."

"She is the disciple of the divine doctor Bevis Jeremiah and should have learned her master's medical skills. Even if she is young and not yet proficient, let her see what the illness is. We have consulted so many doctors, and none could determine the cause. Perhaps she can figure it out."

"As for whether she can cure it, we'll discuss that later."

His words made sense, and Horace FitzGerald, enduring his discomfort, looked up at the composed Gabrielle McCarthy and apologized, "Miss Feng, I apologize. You seem very young, and I had never heard that the divine doctor Bevis Jeremiah had a disciple. I didn't dare risk my life, please forgive me."

Gabrielle McCarthy accepted his apology without dwelling on it and asked, "Has Old Master changed his mind?"

"To be honest, my illness is quite peculiar. I've consulted many renowned doctors, but none could determine what I have."

"I've undergone all the necessary tests and taken the prescribed medications, but there has been no improvement. I feel my condition has worsened, and I'm becoming weaker and weaker, even my vision is blurring."

"Last week, Dr. Cheng came for a follow-up, but he was helpless. He recommended the divine doctor Bevis Jeremiah, saying that if even Bevis Jeremiah couldn't diagnose it, then I would have to accept my fate."

While he was speaking, Gabrielle McCarthy had already started to make a preliminary diagnosis, her gaze fixed on his pale lips tinged with purple. She said calmly, "You aren't sick."

"Not sick?" Horace FitzGerald's eyes narrowed.

Before she could continue, he, rubbing his uncomfortable chest, spoke faster, "I feel unwell all over, weak and exhausted, and there's a burning sensation in my chest. Isn't this being sick?"

"Dad, anyone can see that you're sick, but she says you aren't. Clearly, she doesn't know anything and is here to swindle the Chu family. She might not even be the disciple of the divine doctor Bevis Jeremiah."

Melissa Arabella jumped in again, striding forward aggressively and stopping two steps in front of Gabrielle McCarthy. She looked down at her with a haughty gaze, commanding, "Tell us, who are you? What is your purpose in coming to the Chu family? Confess honestly, or don't blame me for being impolite."

"Hmm." Gabrielle McCarthy saw her demeanor and sneered.

She did not answer Melissa Arabella's questions but looked at the Chu couple with a half-smile, her words like a resounding slap: "On the way to the Chu family, I asked the driver about the family's reputation. He spoke highly of you, not a single negative word. But now, after seeing the behavior of this lady of the Chu family, I've gained some insight. It seems I will need to redefine those compliments in the future."