Chapter 187 A Hidden Legacy
“So there are pressure points like this, and when combined with the right herbal prescription, the effects balance each other out, working in harmony. It might even bring results beyond expectations!”
Manfred’s face lit up. “Really? So, does that mean Professor Kerrigan’s illness…?”
“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” Rick replied carefully. “Professor Kerringan’s condition is highly unusual. Modern medicine has proven powerless, and all we can do is try. Judging by theory, this formula should be effective, and it’s worth attempting.”
“Young lady, if I may ask, who is your mentor? Under whom did you study medicine?”
At the mention of her mentor, Tilda’s gaze softened. “My mentor… all I know is his surname is Kerringan. Professor Kerringan is my senior. We were both taught by the same mentor.”
“I see,” Rick said with admiration. “To have trained both Professor Kerringan and yourself… your mentor must be a truly extraordinary figure.”
He couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret. Tilda’s mentor was clearly far too accomplished. Otherwise, with talent like hers, he would have wanted to take her on himself, to raise her as his own successor.
With her talents, she was bound to inherit the honor of a renowned doctor one day, surpassing her predecessors, carrying the art further, and contributing to the nation’s future.
As the conversation continued, it was finally time for Dane’s acupuncture treatment.
Standing not far away, Tilda quietly observed as Rick prepared the needles.
After sterilizing each one, he drove them into Dane’s pressure points with precise and practiced speed.
He truly lived up to his reputation as a renowned doctor; each step was carried out exactly as Tilda required, seamless and precise.
The prescription Tilda had prepared had long since been sent off to be brewed.
She pressed her lips together.
It seemed she didn’t need to worry too much.
From here on, it was only a matter of waiting to see whether it worked.
A few more days passed.
Tilda had now been in Hetsa for ten full days.
That afternoon, Simon called, his voice full of excitement.
“Tilda, your painting has made it to the finals! The competition is the day after tomorrow. You’re practically guaranteed the championship. Don’t you want to come see for yourself?”
Tilda thought for a moment. She had already stayed in Hetsa long enough.
Although reuniting with her senior had been a joy, there were still people waiting for her in Slosa. And her studies.
She couldn’t keep lingering here in this cold, sterile base.
The only drawback of holistic medicine was its slow results.
With other illnesses, Tilda was confident she could see progress within a short time.
But Dane’s condition was far too complicated.
Even her mentor, let alone the nation’s most renowned doctors, had been powerless before it.
Despite the acupuncture and herbal prescriptions, there was still no sign of Dane regaining his speech.
For now, all she could do was complete one full course of treatment and then see if another solution could be found.
Or perhaps, this method wouldn’t work at all. Perhaps no solution existed.
Dane knew she was preparing to leave, and his expression betrayed a trace of reluctance.
Yet for once, he didn’t try to hold her back.
He knew that no matter how important they were to each other, clinging out of selfishness and forcing her to stay would only ruin her future.
“Dane, we’ve already exchanged numbers. I’ll call you whenever I want to talk.
“And we can video call every day. I’ll keep up with Dr. Day’s treatments and discuss your progress with you.”
She smiled faintly. “Traveling is easy these days. If you ever want to visit me, just catch a flight to Slosa. I promise I’ll make sure you have a great time.”
Tilda then stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him.
“Dane, even if I’m not by your side, what matters most is that we’ve finally found each other.
“And don’t worry. Mr. Parker and the others are good people. They’ll protect you and make sure your talents shine here.”
Her voice softened. “And don’t worry about me either. I can take care of myself. And if one day, I find any of our seniors, or even our mentor, you’ll be the first to know. When I have time, I’ll come back to the base to see you.”
Dane hugged her gently, his hand resting on her head, as if she were his dearest little sister.
Though he said nothing, his silence carried an answer, like he was saying, “Sure.”
When the time came for her to leave the base, Manfred and the others gathered to see her off.
“Queen, after spending so many days with you, it’s hard to believe you’re leaving all of a sudden. We’ll really miss you.”
“It’s alright, Mr. Parker. Just like we agreed before, I’ll still assist remotely if you need me. But life inside the base… it just isn’t something I can get used to.”
Turning to Rick, Tilda said seriously, “Dr. Day, I’m leaving my senior in your care.”
After speaking, Tilda gave Rick a respectful nod.
“Hey, there’s no need for that,” Rick said quickly, flustered. “I’ve learned so much from our exchanges. If anything, I should be the one showing respect to you!”
In his urgency, he bent at the waist to return her respect, feeling ashamed of the arrogance he’d once held of that first moment he had thought about taking her as his disciple.
Tilda’s knowledge and skill were in no way less than his own.