Chapter 642
Conor was a typical self-interested person.
In the face of such a thing that would endanger his future, what was his relative?
Not to mention it was his uncle, even if it was his father, Conor would not hesitate to put himself before his family.
To satisfy Ken, Conor would do it even more ruthlessly than Ken could.
After all, only the most familiar people know where the knife stabs the most pain.
James quickly figured it out after Ken’s reminder.
He suddenly realized people with low IQ really couldn’t be leaders. Only people like Ken were born to be in power.
Not long after Conor left, there was something new for Ken to sign.
Ken knew well that a group of subordinates were watching him, and there was no lack of people who wanted to set up a trap for him. Hence, he read every document word by word.
It was getting dark in the blink of an eye, but Ken ate nothing but a bowl of vegetable soup.
James’s heart ached as he watched Ken from the side, but he did not dare to disturb Ken. He could only sneak out and hide in the coffee room to text Melody.
[Miss Fox, Mr. Swanson hasn’t eaten anything besides the vegetable soup you asked me to bring.]
After sending the message, James instantly felt relieved, as if the matter had been resolved.
Melody saw the message as soon as James sent it to her.
She frowned slightly and turned to call out to the shop assistant in Herbathrive, who was passing by the door. “How’s Momma Talia’s ravioli?”
Momma Talia referred to Talia Jensen. After Talia became familiar with everyone, many people jokingly called her Momma Talia. Melody also followed suit.
The shop assistant hurriedly replied, “I think she has wrapped a lot of ravioli. Just now, I saw a family member, who came to get the medicine, got a bag of ravioli, and then left.”
“I see. Go and do your work.”
Melody responded and continued to examine the patient, who had just sat down. Melody asked, “Where do you feel unwell?”
The patient was a young girl in her third year of senior high school.
Her mother brought her in. She looked reluctant.
Before she sat down, she muttered, “Our school doctor said traditional medicine is a lie…”
After being scolded by her mother, she sat obediently and let Melody examine her.
The young girl pursed her lips and said, “I’m fine.”
Her words were filled with distrust toward Melody.
Melody was not upset. She looked at the young girl’s mother and asked, “Why did you think of bringing her to Herbathrive?”
The young girl’s parent glared at her daughter before answering Melody.
“She’s in her third year of senior high school this year. Perhaps she’s under a lot of pressure. She mentioned to me that she’s been feeling a tightness in her chest when she sleeps recently. In the PE class yesterday, the PE teacher said she had chest pains after a short run.”
“That’s because I do questions all day and lack exercise,” the girl retorted. “I’m not sick!”
Children at her age were a little rebellious. Melody patiently continued to examine the girl without speaking.
“Indeed, you lack exercise and are weak. You need to improve your health.”
However, Melody immediately changed the topic and said, “But your chest tightness has little to do with it.”
The girl’s parent was anxious.
“Then, what’s going on with her?”
Melody did not answer. She asked the young girl, “Take a deep breath and see if you feel any discomfort.”
Under her mother’s warning gaze, the young girl did as she was told.
However, she pressed her chest uncomfortably before she could completely breathe in.
“You’re feeling chest tightness again, aren’t you?”
The young girl was a little flustered and dared not to ignore Melody. She nodded and said, “Yes… a little stuffy and painful.”
“Is it here?” Melody reached out and pressed on the young girl’s chest.
The young girl nodded and asked in a panic, “Am I suffering from some terminal illness?”
Melody smiled gently and said, “Don’t worry. It’s not as serious as you think. Stand up. I’ll touch your back.”
The young girl stood up cooperatively.
Melody pressed on the young girl’s shoulder with one hand and touched her cervical vertebra with the other hand. When her fingers passed the girl’s fourth cervical vertebra, she stopped and tapped there. She said, “It’s the problem here.”
The girl’s parent asked anxiously, “Doctor, what’s wrong with my daughter?”
Melody took off her gloves and explained, “The fourth section of her cervical vertebrae was dislocated and pressed into her chest cavity, causing those problems. I’ll straighten her bones now. She’ll recover soon.”
The young girl widened her eyes in shock. “Will it hurt?”
“No. Just do as I say. Not only will it not hurt, but it will be comfortable.”
“Really…” The young girl was skeptical. ‘How can anyone be able to cure the illness comfortably? What is it if it’s not a lie?’ thought the young girl.
Just as the young girl quietly asked her mother if she could take her to the modern hospital for treatment, Melody had brought a wooden chair over from the corner.
“You have your back to me. Sit down with your arms around the back of the chair.”
The young girl’s parent hurriedly urged, “Hurry up and do it!”
Only then did the young girl accept her fate and sit over.
“Relax your hands…”
Melody pulled the little girl up when the girl was not paying attention.
The sound of bones cracking could be heard, which scared the girl’s parent so much that she shivered.
However, the young girl was curious. “It’s odd. It seems quite comfortable.”
Only then did the girl’s parent relax.
After the treatment, Melody released her hands and asked the young girl to breathe deeply again.
The young girl took a few deep breaths and said to her mother in surprise, “Mom! My chest is not stuffy anymore! The traditional medicine doesn’t seem to be a lie!”
The girl’s parent glared at her awkwardly again and apologized to Melody.” Doctor, I’m sorry. She’s been spoiled by us. She doesn’t think before she speaks.”
“It’s fine.” Melody shook her head and said, “She shouldn’t have such a problem at her age. In the future, you should give her time to exercise when she’s not studying. If she doesn’t have enough muscle strength, it is easy to be unable to restrain her cervical spine and cause misalignment.”
The girl’s parent listened carefully and asked about some things to take note of before leaving with the young girl gratefully.
The girl was the last patient of the day. Melody was about to reply to James when the little girl suddenly ran back and bowed deeply to her. “Miss, I’m sorry. Thank you. I’ll help you clear your name later!”
Melody smiled. “Hurry up and go. Don’t get lost with your mother.”
The young girl nodded and ran out quickly.
David, who happened to be walking over, saw the scene and walked in happily. “Miss Fox, you’re the best. Children of their age only have modern medicine in their minds. When she just came over, I heard her say the Herbathrive is a scammer. However, you’ve got her once you made a move”
“The traditional medicine is broad and profound. However, in your line of work, you can’t underestimate modern medicine because of this. They have their merits. Otherwise, Mr. Herbert wouldn’t have to bring Beverly to the modern medicine for treatment.”
David nodded repeatedly. “I won’t. You taught me to be humble all the time.”
Melody looked at David and realized David had become much more mature recently.
‘It’s good that you remember. Come on, let’s go and see how Momma Talia’s ravioli is doing,’ said Melody as she texted James back.
[Does he still have a lot of work?]