Jeremy took the slip of paper and saw a line of words on it. The handwriting was messy to the point that deciphering it felt like an impossible feat.

It took Jeremy a while before he could vaguely read the handwriting. ‘Do not act rashly.’

The doctor spared a glance at the note in Jeremy’s hand. “The person who sent you to the hospital is most likely a doctor as well. Only a doctor would be able to perform such professional first aid. The handwriting too, only us doctors write like that.”

“Doctor?”

Jeremy fell silent.

He remembered seeing a familiar figure running toward him in a daze. The man had called out his name too.

However, Jeremy did not remember knowing a doctor here in Y Country.

…

A few days later, Madeline had recovered greatly.

She washed up and got out of bed. Eloise went to hand her a warm bowl of herbal soup. “I made this myself. It’s for you.”

Madeline was stunned when she saw Eloise meeting her gaze with a gentle look. There was a kind smile on the