It didn''t take long for Nick to finish going through the medical report. He stood up, handed it back to Linnea, and said, "Aside from a couple of outliers, everything here looks normal. Those slight deviations? They won''t impact anyone''s health."


    Linnea''s face fell. It was the same kind of reassurance she''d gotten years ago when her husband passed away-empty words that meant nothing in the end.


    "Sorry," Nick said with a nod, his tone measured. "Neurology is my specialty. As for the symptoms you mentioned, I haven''t encountered them before."


    Delh noticed the shadow over Linnea''s face and didn''t know what to say. She remembered that Linnea''s son Owen worked for the government-a young man with a bright future.


    "Don''t worry, we''ll figure something out," she offered, trying to beforting.


    Linnea tightened her grip, her voice sincere, "To be honest, I''ve been told Owen''s been treated, but I can''t rest easy. That''s why I wanted to get a second opinion from your daughter, Mirabe."


    Delh paused, taken aback.


    After a moment, Linnea turned to Johnny, "You mentioned that the person who treated Owen is part of the Davis family. You weren''t just trying tofort me, were you?"


    She was starting to realize that if someone from the Davis family had really cured Owen, Delh would have mentioned it when they talkedst night. Besides, only Nick was a doctor among the Davises. The more she thought about it, the more it seemed like Johnny might have been giving her false hope.


    Delh, catching on to the confusion, looked at Johnny curiously, "Um... I''m still not quite following. Is there some sort of mix-up?"


    Seeing Delh''s clueless expression, Johnny assumed that maybe Mirabe hadn''t mentioned anything about Owen''s treatment to her family due to his status. But now, seeing that Linnea and Delh were friends, he figured there was no need to keep secrets.


    "It was Ms. Mirabe who treated Owen," Johnny said calmly.


    "Mirabe... Miss?" Delh was dumbfounded, failing to connect the dots to her own daughter.


    "Yes, your youngest daughter, Miss Mirabe," Johnny replied politely.


    Delhughed, waving her hand dismissively, "Oh, Johnny, you must be joking. My girl''s just a high school senior. How could she possibly know how to treat illnesses?"


    Sure, her daughter sometimes came home with remedies like ''The Pill,'' but Delh had always assumed they were just gifts from friends, not actual cures.


    Johnny was genuinely surprised, "But it''s true. Ms. Mirabe did cure Owen''s illness."


    Could it be that Mrs. Davis was unaware of her daughter''s medical skills?


    Delh was about to outright reject the notion, but seeing the sincerity in Johnny''s eyes, she suddenly remembered him mentioning something about a consultationst time he visited. Could her daughter actually possess healing knowledge?


    Ruffling her hair in confusion, Delh realized she knew far too little about her own child.


    Nick, on the other hand, wasn''t too shocked. Considering his sister''s skill with acupuncture and the peculiar herbs she once gave him, it wasn''t a stretch to imagine she could heal. Yet, he was curious about how she had managed to cure an illness he had never heard of.


    Worried about Owen, Linnea decided to spend the afternoon at the Davis residence, waiting for a chance to speak with Mirabe directly.


    Johnny, after a moment''s thought, chose not to leave either and stayed to keep Linneapany.