Novel & Cerita The Woman With The Cure

Not at a desk, not posed with deliberation, but sitting in the particular natural way of someone who has been somewhere for a while and is still there — the posture of someone who is in the middle of something rather than at its end or its beginning. Her face was not visible. The silhouette was complete but the features were not — and this, Adaeze understood immediately, was right. This was the right choice. Because the woman in the silhouette was not her specifically. Was not any specific woman. Was the woman in the dark. Every woman in the dark. The woman who was reading messages she was never supposed to see and sitting at a kitchen counter with her hand flat against the cool surface maki

Rachel West's figure finally shuddered. She has seen many doctors, and almost all doctors have sentenced this body to death. Only Richard Gray said he can cure her. The genius of the medical profession is indeed extraordinary. only She turned around slowly, without much ups and downs: “what are the conditions to cure me?" He hated her as much as James Smith, and she didn't trust this man to heal her unconditionally. Looking at the indifferent look of the woman in front of him, Richard Gray felt a little frustrated and bored.

She yelled. Danté saw her face red with anger, but color was there... "You're not a vampire anymore?" She smiled "No, I have been cured" "Fuck the cure! How did you come back from being just a pile of ash!?" "That was my doing" another woman said stepping in. Danté watched her cautiously, old, maybe in her late fifties, she walked with a hunched back but no cane to hold her up, though her smile was proper grandma sweet, Danté didn't trust her for a second.

"We were talking, then she said her body was on fire, then this, I don't know, please, help us." Muttering some incantations underneath her breath, the woman kneels to Lena's level. Her hands float over the length of Lena's body as if performing a ritual. Her incantation grow louder, and stranger. I don't care, as long as she can help Lena and the baby. Suddenly, the woman's head snap to me. "The moon has cursed her with a terrible sickness. Boils. Red skin. Aches. I have not seen this in five hundred years." Her voice lowers to a rasp. "It can only be one thing."

Kade's POV I furrowed my brows at the woman’s statement. Not an ordinary weapon? How? “What do you mean?” I asked curiously. She bobbed her head slowly. “Yes. The blade was laced with a substance that has a rare cure.” I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration. From what Lucian had said about Damon and his mother, I knew they were deadly but I didn’t know they would play this dirty. “What can be done? I mean is there something that can work immediately.”

the voice that she had long been hearing since she was still unconscious asked, making her look over to the direction. Before her, is a woman who wore a white robe, underneath the robe is a white turtleneck shirt tucked inside a long khaki sweeping skirt. She had a pair of black kitten heels, her hair beautifully kept in a tight bun, and a peach-colored tint on her lips that made her look even more refreshing to the eye. She pushed her oval eyeglasses to the bridge of her nose and glanced at the chart on her hand before looking back at her. “I just feel nauseous and tired. My stomach hurts like hell, do you have painkillers?” Weiyan asked before attempting to press her stomach but the woman

When they opened the door, all they saw was a haggard, long-haired woman half-lying on the bed. She was coughing hard and appeared to be on the verge of dying. Fox Wolf said in a calm tone, "She is my wife. Since childhood, she has had this disease, and it has become more and more serious in the past few years. She had seen hundreds of doctors and traveled to major hospitals around the country. The family's savings had been depleted, but her illness had not been cured." Thomas had now understood the situation, "So you came to Kiara Cloud Mountain and picked herbs to cure her? You're selling intelligence to pay for your wife's medical care?"

The couple who sought medical help earlier had returned. A dozen or so people rushed in ferociously with menacing looks. Some of them wielded iron rods and a few carried hammers. The man was holding the woman, who continued to cough up blood and had fallen into unconsciousness. Blood was spilled like water. With the large number of people, someone accidentally got blood on them and kept cursing. "Oh, God. Wasn't this the woman who was cured by Lady Grisel just now? How did she relapse?" Someone whispered, "The Miracle Doctor said the treatment method was wrong, and she would vomit blood and faint within three hours. Did she get it right?"

"Listen. I have said this before and I would say it again. The elders and I are working on a solution. We have contacted a famous doctor from Crescent Heart, whom we believe can help, and she would be here soon. There is no cause for alarm." I did not know where my elders had seen her, or heard about her, but she has achieved great feats in Crescent Heart, and was known for her most famous research paper on small pox, which helped cure it in Crescent Pack. They believed she was the cure we needed here, in Dark Moon. I trusted them enough to believe them, but I was also eager to see this woman for myself. "But you have been saying the same thing for over a week now, your highness! Crescent He

She was startled when the door opened unexpectedly, her head snapping towards the door. "It’s me," Hector reassured her, looking calm, and a sense of security she hadn't felt for years - before her parent's death-, washed over Skye. “My men found a woman who heals with the use of herbs. To be honest, she is our only option. My men asked the people around here and they assured them that she had healed many people and each of them several times. She is living on the other side of the village." Skye let out a loud breath.