Suddenly, it was quiet...
When the aunt questioned how Atra Blanc’s mother had died, there were three or five seconds of silence among everyone.
This silence sent chills throughout Atra Blanc, who trembled outside the room.
"Sister-in-law, I’m also very saddened by Juan’s passing, but my brother and I studied this prescription thoroughly and found no issues before giving it to you... Our initial intention was good, hoping for the health and safety of the family. We can’t control the rumors outside, but you really shouldn’t doubt my brother—we’re all family, we wouldn’t harm you."
The speaker was Atra Blanc’s father.
Atra Blanc didn’t expect her father would get involved in their marital disputes.
Her father was usually silent and reticent, focusing only on treating patients and dispensing dicine, which showed how serious this ti the aunt was causing a stir...
"Forget it, what can the two of you half-baked doctors co up with?" The aunt said scornfully.
Her uncle was sowhat annoyed and coldly said, "Then what about the old master? Back in the day, he was renowned across half of Wheatley if not the whole world. His dical skills weren’t wrong, right? Even the old master didn’t find anything wrong with the prescription, yet you’re quick to cause chaos at ho just because you listen to a few idle gossiping words!"
"Better safe than sorry; I can’t control others, but the dicine for Lyra Blanc and Angelica Blanc must be stopped!"
"Mom..." Her cousin Lyra Blanc spoke hesitantly.
"If you still consider your mom, then stop taking the dicine!" The aunt insisted.
Atra Blanc’s father said, "Sister-in-law, you can stop the dicine, but I must remind you, once the dicine is stopped, if you want to resu it later, it might not be effective."
Lyra Blanc panicked and said, "Mom! Just let continue. I’d rather look beautiful until fifty and then die than live ugly and old until eighty!"
"Are you stupid?! Once you’re dead, nothing matters anymore, what’s the use of beauty then!"
The aunt kept reprimanding while the cousin wailed and fussed amidst her uncle’s annoyed growls, causing chaos at ho.
Atra Blanc listened silently for a while then quietly withdrew... pretending she had never co back.
Walking out the door, looking at the world outside, she felt lost, not knowing where to go.
She wandered aimlessly, moving and stopping without purpose, unwittingly returning to the riverbank.
Standing there, she could see Clyde Sumrs’ school from afar.
Recalling the first ti she saw him, lazily napping on the grass—such a mischievous guy, he must have skipped class that day, right?
Thinking of him made her heartache and brought tears...
She sat down, hugging herself, staring numbly at the rippling river waves, imagining herself turning into the water, flowing with the current, it didn’t matter where she drifted—just wanting to leave... just wanting to leave...
Whether the dicine is safe to take remains undetermined.
There’s no evidence if her mother’s illness was caused by the dicine.
There are many causes of Alzheir’s disease: genetic factors, vascular factors, chronic damage from toxins, prolonged depression, or high cholesterol and high blood pressure might trigger Alzheir’s.
Her aunt probably, like the mother, felt sothing was wrong but couldn’t explain why, which is why she told her not to tell others?
She had been taking it for five years; would she gradually beco dazed and forget everything like her mother?
Suddenly, she felt a weight on her shoulder, turned her head, and saw Clyde Sumrs draping a coat over her.
"Why are you here?" she asked in surprise.
"The hospital said you took a leave, so I ca by to try my luck," he casually said, sitting down next to her.
Atra Blanc stared at him in amazent, feeling it incredible, thinking of him and he just appeared...
"Stop being stubborn with , okay?" Clyde Sumrs sighed helplessly, pulling so of the grass nearby, "It’s said that being three years older makes a woman a gold brick; I just want to hold a few more bricks, is that not okay?"
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