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    Derek and Kathy had both turned out to be disappointments, and the family’s failures weighed heavily on Juliana’s heart.


    Norah bent down and gently wiped Juliana’s tears with a tissue. “Don’t cry. You’ve endured enough. Since I’m here, I’ll do something to help you speak again. Wait here for a moment. I think Derek and the rest are back. I’ll bring them in so we can talk.”


    Norah stepped out, leaving Juliana to gather her thoughts. She had brought her silver needles—an indispensable part of her medical kit. Juliana nodded slightly, watching Norah leave, contemting what to sayter.


    The Carter family was gathered in the living room, including Kathy, who had married and moved out. Upon seeing Norah, Kathy shot her a disdainful look but didn’t dare speak up.


    The Carters—and even Kathy’s new family, the Smiths—knew better than to cross someone from the Wilson family.


    Norah didn’t waste time. “Here’s the situation: Juliana needs to be taken to Peace Ark Private Hospital for treatment. With proper care…”


    “She’ll recover enough to move around in a wheelchair and speak again without difficulty.”


    Kathy snorted, crossing her arms. “How do we know you’re not just saying that to funnel business to the hospital? Have you looked at the Carter family’s situation? If we pay for Grandma’s treatment, how are Mom and the rest supposed to survive?”


    Norah let out a dryugh, a mix of amusement and disbelief. Her eyes narrowed as she replied, “Do you honestly think Peace Ark Private Hospital needs me to advertise for them? Don’t tter yourself.”


    Her tone turned sharp. “And let me remind you—how the Carter family manages its finances is none of my concern. I’m not a part of this family. I’m speaking purely as a doctor offering a solution. What you do with that advice is up to you.”


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    Adrian was caught in a dilemma. He believed in the expertise of the Supernatural Doctor, but the price for the treatment was high. If the Carters used their money for Juliana’s medical expenses, the family would face financial hardships.


    Norah sneered. “You rarely check up on Juliana, so you might not know how Marlene has been caring for her, right? Come with me. Juliana wants to see you and has something important to tell you.”


    “You’re making that up. Juliana hasn’t been able to talk for ages,” Marlene clenched her hands tightly and muttered in protest. “Miss Wilson, how can she talk now?”


    She had offended Juliana in so many ways, exploiting her inability to speak to avoid ountability.


    Ignoring Marlene, Norah went to Juliana’s room. She carefully inserted the needles she brought into Juliana’s acupuncture points and gently helped her to sit up.


    “Juliana, if there’s anything you need to say, now’s the time. You have just about ten minutes,” Norah urged.


    She had hesitated to use this method previously because it would be taxing on Juliana’s strength. Still, she felt it was important for her to have the opportunity to speak.


    The Carter family watched Juliana intently. They hoped, and at the same time feared, that she would speak.


    “Adrian, get on your knees,” Juliana suddenly said after taking a deep breath.


    Adrian, who was in front, immediately dropped to his knees as tears flowed freely down his cheeks. “Mom, you’re talking again. I’m sorry for not visitingtely. I’ve been a terrible son.”


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