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Yunice nodded at her, signaling her to go entertain the guests. Gill quickly stepped out from behind the screen, smile. “Ms. Taylor.
forcing a
Yunice stayed calmly seated in her wooden armchair, watching everything <b>unfold </b>through the carved pattern on the screen.
<b>Gill </b>only brought out one chair. “Please, have a seat.”
Taylor brushed an imaginary speck of dust off her skirt and sat down naturally.
Elsie stood next to her, frowning at Gill like she was asking why she hadn’t brought out a chair for her too.
Gill rolled her eyes, then looked up at the ceiling, clearly showing her disdain for Elsie. Elsie bit her lip in frustration but didn’t dare show her true colors in front of Taylor..
Taylor didn’t even seem to notice Elsie was still standing like that’s exactly where she belonged.
Behind the screen, Yunice’s eyes held a trace <b>of </b>mockery. Taylor was a born elite, someone on the same level as <b>Paul</b><b>. </b>People like them moved through life with a natural sense of entitlement. They didn’t need to care about others‘ opinions–they simply believed they deserved the best.
If they genuinely cared about someone, they’d treat them well like Paul did with Elsie. But if they didn’t, they wouldn’t bother pretending–just like Taylor now<b>. </b>
Through the screen, Taylor could faintly see a woman behind it, her face covered in a ck veil.
She crossed her <b>right </b>leg over her left, rested her handbag on her <bp</b>, and asked Yunice, “Can y
Yunice had a jadeite on her tongue <b>to </b>alter her voice.
you treat health problems?”
She said, “I can treat your condition, but ! suggest you have your friend step out. I’d like to speak with you privately.”
<b>Taylor’s </b>expression shified as she nced at Elsic, clearly with no intention of keeping her around.
Gell motioned to Elsie. Please wait over here.”
Elsie <b>was </b>annoyed but didn’t dare show it. Reluctantly, she walked away and waited on the side. She kept her ears perked up, curious about what Taylor needed treated.
Behind the screen, Yunice cut to the point. “It’s your hair, isn’t it?”
Taylor’s furrowed brow eased as she looked toward the screen in surprise.
<b>Yunice </b>continued, “Hair is considered the excess of blood. <b>Long</b>–term mental stress disrupts your cirction. Eventually, your body uses physical symptoms to force you to pay attention.”
Taylor scuffed as she was not entirely convinced. Tve seen plenty of private doctors. They say the same thing, prescribe a bunch of meds, and nothing works<b>,</b>”
She’d just had too many disappointing experiences <b>and </b>didn’t want to waste more time.
Yunuce didn’t rush to brag about her skills. She said calmly, “You came here, so you’re clearly still hoping for <b>a </b>solution.”
After thinking for a moment, Yunice got up and started preparing the medicine, instructing Gill to begin boiling it.
She sat back down and said, “Tll give you a week’s worth to start. Come <b>back </b>after a week. <b>Hair </b>growth isn’t instant. I’ll take at least a month before you start seeing fuzz. If you’re in a <b>hurry</b>, don’t bother. <b>But </b>if you want to try, I won’t charge you until you see resulti
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<b>Yunice </b>said. “The <b>medicine </b>will be ready in about two hours. If you don’t want to wait, you canter”
Taylor gave a soft grunt in response. She didn’t want to sit around, so she stood up. “If you really fix my problem. I’ll <b>make </b>sure you’re wellpensated. But if you’re just bluffing. I’ll tear this ce down <b>and </b>rip that lying <b>tongue </b>out of your mouth.
Yunice replied calmly, “I believe you can. But I believe in my skills more.
Taylor’s eyes flickered slightly. If Yunice was faking it, she had some impressive nerve.
She turned and headed for the door, with Elsie hurrying after her.
You should see someone reliable.
Outside, Elsie chased after her. “Taylor, you’re not really going to trust that quack, are you? Y My brother is a doctor. I’ll call him to <b>take </b>a <b>look </b><b>himself</b>!”
Taylor nced at Elsie’s eager smile and replied tly. Tve already had your brother take a look. He couldn’t help either
Elsie was speechless. She thought Taylor must be out of her mind. Her brother was a top–tier med school graduate, and even <b>he </b>couldn’t solve it. However<b>, </b>she was going to trust some quack doctor?
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