chapter 8

Aimee stared at her arm for a long time before pouting. She did this because she wanted to devote herself to medicine.

It took her a long time to recover. Aimee hid the stuff and went into the bathroom to wash up.

She couldn’t let her skin be exposed, so she found a long-sleeved shirt and put it on.

After she came to the dinning room, she was seen by Camdyn and he asked, “Aimee, it’s almost 40 degrees today. You’re dressed like this, don’t you feel hot?”

“Grandpa, I am not feeling hot.” Aimee said.

In fact, it was not supposed to be hot at home, but her body was so special that she couldn’t feel the cold, but she couldn’t do anything about the heat.

She put a whole piece of ice patch on her back, which relieved her discomfort of being too hot from wearing long sleeves.

And it was all because of Patrick.

Aimee stirred the polenta in the bowl, saw that Camdyn had already had breakfast, so she put down the spoon, looked at Camdyn, and said, “Grandpa, there is something I want to discuss