“Tomorrow, at themunity square, I will give acupuncture treatments to everyone,” Wynter calmly


    instructed. “Don’t forget to brew the medication. Don’t stay upte watching dramas. The TV show


    won’t be going anywhere.”


    During this time, the most popr show in the Harmony Community was some courtroom


    drama, and the elderly residents were getting a bit obsessed with it.


    Wynter’s reminder made them a bit guilty. She said, “We’ll go to bed by ten from now on.”


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    In the past, it would have been unimaginable that this group of elderly residents would listen to


    someone so obediently. Many of them had outstanding achievements, and even their identities were


    kept confidential.


    Themunity’s director, Dom Fisher, had been eagerly waiting for the genius doctor’s


    return. Now, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Dr. Genius, I’ve been keeping an eye on your


    house. I didn’t let anyone get close.”


    “Thank you for your hard work,” Wynter said politely. She handed him some fruits.


    Dom happily epted and said, “It’s not hard to do work for you, Dr. Genius. You won’t be leaving


    again, will you?” These people were not easily impressed by a smallmunity


    director like him.


    “Yes.” Wynter took the keys and said, “I won’t be leaving anymore.”


    He said cheerfully, “That’s great news! Dr. Genius, do tidy up. I won’t bother you for now. If you need


    anything, just let me know.”


    Wynter nodded.


    After Dom left, Wynter used the keys to open the lock. The lock looked quite old, and it was seemingly


    nothing special.


    However, after she opened the first lock, an LCD keypad was in front of her.


    “Would you like to enable iris recognition?”


    Wynter replied casually, “Yes.”


    “Iris recognition is in progress. Please wait…”


    “Iris recognitionpleted.”


    “Wee home, master,” a gentlemanly electronic voice announced. It had not been


    activated for a long time.


    With a click, the iron gate opened automatically.


    The interior instantly became bright.


    On the two–meter–high bookshelf, there were medical books as well as various bottles and jars


    containing medicinal herbs. There were many potted nts in the living room, most of which were


    herbs, eachbeled. In the center of the living room was a cool ck and red motorcycle–the


    discontinued BMW Tomahawk.


    Wynter walked over and took a bottle of mineral water from the fridge. She was about to take a sip and


    catch up on her drama.


    Her phone, which was charging on the table, rang with its unique ringtone.


    “Quinnell the Rich, wake up and take cases! Quinnell the Rich, wake up and take cases!”


    When it rang the third time, Wynter pressed the button to answer, “Speak.”


    “Boss, there’s a big case in Southdale. Are you interested?”


    Wynter took a sip of water and said, “What kind of case?”


    “The richest man in Kingbourne is looking for his missing granddaughter. He says she’s in Southdale


    and easy to find. Just some simple work, and you’ll get lots of money.”


    Wynter yawned and said, “Not interested.”


    “Wait! Boss, wait! There’s something else you like!” The voice on the other end was very eager. “It’s


    also a big case!”


    Wynterzily propped up her chin and said, “Go on.”


    “The Yarwood family from Sorzada City is looking for you. They’ve offered a reward of ten million


    dors for a consultation fee. As long as someone provides information leading to you, there’s also a


    reward. It’s a lot of money!”


    “That sincere?” Wynter didn’t beat around the bush. She lightly tapped her phone. “Send me the


    information. I’ll take a look.”


    “Alright!”


    The next moment, the floor–to–ceiling windows turned into a projection screen, disying the


    information.


    The Yardwood family was an ancient family that had existed for generations. They were never absent


    from protecting the country. In her memories, they used to live in the”


    Homnd Security Estate.


    In addition, the Yardwood family had sent invitations to many famous doctors for a one- week


    consultation period, with the venue at the local Caesar Hotel. The purpose was to see who had the


    ability to cure Dalton Yarwood, the head of the Yarwood family.


    As for the description of the illness, it was very brief. It only mentioned that Dalton had been weak for


    many years, and it was not suitable to disclose details publicly.


    It seemed like things weren’t that simple. Wynter stretched her legs and said, “I’ll take this


    case.”