Chapter 1289


    "I don''t have a particr destination in mind, for now."


    Besides, Romeo would apany her. He had just texted her that his private jet hadnded at the


    McMllian Corporation hotel''s helipad in Dawnstar, promising to meet her as soon as he was done with


    work.


    Just a while ago, Arabe had warned him to get some rest ande overter in the evening.


    Otherwise, she wouldn''t meet him.


    "You should rest at home and scout some tourist spots you''d like to visit. Once you''ve made up your


    mind, I will arrange for someone to escort you."


    With the behind-the-scenes culprit yet to be unearthed, Bard couldn''t spare time to be with his beloved


    niece.


    "Uncle Bard, you don''t need to worry about me. I''m grown up now. I can manage on my own."


    Arabe chatted with Bard for a bit before hanging up the phone.


    She had nned to visit the hospital to check on her grandfather. But as she just started walking, a


    loud crashing noise echoed from behind her.


    Turning around, she saw a massive billboard had fallen, hitting a passerby.


    Panic ensued among the onlookers, with screams piercing the air.


    The woman hit by the billboard fell unconscious immediately.


    Without wasting a second, Arabe rushed to lift the billboard, with a few passersby who had regained


    their senses joining her.


    ncing at the spot where the billboard was hung, Arabe noticed there was no space for a person to


    hide.


    Could the falling billboard be an ident?


    Nearby, some locals were chatting, theorizing that the billboard’s fall might be rted to the massive


    storm a few days ago. There had been a simr incident at a nearby intersection earlier today, but


    luckily no one was hurt.


    Once the billboard was moved aside, the injured womany there, bloodied. Arabe immediately


    provided first aid right there in the street. A few good Samaritans had already called for an ambnce.


    As soon as Arabe finished administering first aid, the ambnce whisked the woman away.


    A few passersby, still in shock, asked Arabe if she was a doctor, and whether the woman would be


    okay, having lost so much blood.


    Arabe, looking in the direction of the departing ambnce, informed them that they might not be able


    to save her leg.


    After all, a billboard of that size falling directly on her lower body could lead to amputation.


    People expressed their regret,menting how the young woman was just starting her life when she lost


    her legs.


    Arabe looked at the billboard again. It seemed quite old. If it had been hanging for a long time without


    proper maintenance, coupled with the storm''s impact, it could indeed fall.This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    But what was strange was that the billboard fell just a few steps away from her. If she hadn''t hastened


    her pace, she could have been hit.


    But if someone had nned this, how would they know she would take this route, passing this


    particr shop?


    One of the passersby, a woman, caught Arabe''s hand, asking if she was a practitioner. She had


    heard about its effectiveness in diagnosing diseases through pulse reading and wanted Arabe to


    help her with her persistent skin itching.


    She had taken medicines, but the itching came and went.


    Arabe, feeling slightly awkward, checked the woman''s pulse and advised her to stop eating cold


    food, especially raw fish like salmon, and instead have it cooked.


    The woman watched Arabe walk away, dumbfounded. She thought back and realized that the itching


    did get worse whenever she ate raw fish.


    She was impressed by Arabe''s quick diagnosis.


    It seemed like she needed to adjust her diet from now on.