That night, Yvonne arrived at the hospital. Sure enough, just as Old Jim had said, Elizabeth was alone in her ward. Yvonne performed the treatment plan according to Old Jim's diagnosis, placing needles into assorted acupuncture points swiftly.

By the time she pulled out the final acupuncture needle, Elizabeth was showing signs of coming around. Yvonne didn't panic. She slowly packed up her medical bag, left a prescription, and went out of the ward.

A figure in the corridor made her stop in her tracks.

Stephen was standing in a dark corner, bearing an air of frost. "It turns out that your master from the countryside is a great doctor."

Yvonne couldn't be bothered to talk to him. She chose to ignore him and head directly to the elevator. Stephen blocked her right in front of the elevator doors. "Yvonne, are you really planning to not talk to me at all?"

Thanks to the lights from the elevator doors, she finally saw his injuries clearly. He had bruises and scratches on his face. His a