Chapter 975: 462 Silent Moon_1 Chapter 975: 462 Silent Moon_1 “This old woman, she’s definitely hiding sothing, isn’t she?” Lidya Linggo asked, frowning as she left the room.
That look in her eyes, you could tell she recognized , why hide it?
“Sergeant Linggo.” Lidya Linggo called out to the figure who had suddenly appeared before her.
“How did it go?” Madon Linggo asked.
Lidya Linggo shook her head: “She obviously recognizes , I just don’t know why she’s choosing to remain silent.
We should confront her directly, she’ll have no choice but to talk.”
Madon Linggo dismissed her antagonistic suggestion with a wave of his hand.
He furrowed his brows and cautioned, “If she’s unwilling to talk, we should not force her.
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Her health should be her priority.
We’ll find out what we need to know when the ti cos.”
The truth can’t be covered up forever; it’s just a matter of when it will erge.
After all, Madon Linggo had a hunch, but he had no proof just yet.
Even though his suspicion seed far fetched, experiences had proven that things that appeared impossible initially often turned out to be true.
As the afternoon wore on, more and more people ca to seek help from Master Aubree Groove.
These people, dealing with various physical and ntal problems, found no relief from doctors or dication.
Only Master Aubree Groove seed able to alleviate their pain.
Calmly, Master Aubree Groove helped relieve the suffering of the people.
Without realizing it, the sun set, and the moon hung low in the trees.
Smoke curled up from the kitchen; Lidya Linggo and Clydie were busy cooking dinner.
In the courtyard, Kelly Martinez massaged her stomach, “Enlightened one, I’m in a lot of pain.
Can you help ?”
Master Aubree Groove took her hand, her fingers naturally found their way to Kelly’s pulse.
After pondering for a while, she dropped Kelly’s hand and proclaid in a soft voice: “You’ve got blood stasis in your thoroughfare and conception vessels.
Your body’s unable to regenerate blood which leads to yin deficiency and internal heat…
your blood vessels are out of balance…”
“Cough cough cough…” Kelly spit out all the tea she was drinking.
Master Aubree Groove calmly stepped back.
Unfortunately, the three n present didn’t understand traditional Chinese dicine, or else they would have understood the implications of her words.
However, Peter Aria, who had taken so courses on traditional Chinese dicine in college, had a basic understanding of her diagnosis.
Yin deficiency and internal heat?
Isn’t that a condition exclusive to won?
For a mont, Peter Aria’s eyes landed on Kelly Martinez with an odd look.
Kelly Martinez jumped up imdiately: “I’m healthy as a horse.
What nonsense is this about yin deficiency and internal heat, and blood vessel imbalance?
Don’t slander , I can run ten kiloters without so much as panting.”
Master Aubree Groove thought for a mont: “With consistent care, you’ll get better.”
Kelly Martinez: ….
Master Aubree Groove glanced at her: “I’m serious.”
Kelly Martinez hastily pulled her away: “Granny, give so face in front of these guys, will you?”
Master Aubree Groove shook her head: “I’m sorry, Kelly, I didn’t realize the extent of your body’s weakness.
Your situation must have been quite grave…”
Traditional Chinese dicine uses observation, listening, questioning, and pulse feeling, but none of these worked well on Kelly because she is a master of disguise.
That’s why it took until now for Master Aubree Groove to notice.
Kelly gently fluffed her short hair, her expression was nonchalant, “Hey, it’s in the past, I’m feeling great now.”
Kelly’s words were simple, but Master Aubree Groove could sense the life-or-death situation she must have gone through.
Giving birth is no less than passing through the gate of death, not sothing that can be swept under the rug with a simple dismissive phrase.
The evidence was all over Kelly’s body.
Master Aubree Groove made a decision: “We’ll climb the mountain first thing tomorrow morning.”
Kelly was imdiately interested: “Silent Moon Temple?
Sure, I’ve been longing to see what kind of mystical place would give rise to soone like you.”
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The next morning at six o’clock, Peter Aria, Anton Cook, and Madon Linggo were already waiting at the door when Master Aubree Groove left the house.
“We heard from Mr.
Brian last night that you’re planning to climb the mountain early in the morning.
We thought we’d join in if it’s not too much trouble,” Peter Aria said politely.
Naturally, Master Aubree Groove wouldn’t refuse, “Just be prepared, the path up the mountain isn’t easy to traverse.”
The three n were not burdened by this.
Madon Linggo was one thing, but Anton Cook was a fitness enthusiast and Peter Aria loved rock climbing.
They weren’t going to be intimidated by a re mountain road.
Master Aubree Groove looked around: “Where’s Kelly?”
“I’m here.” Kelly rushed over like a gust of wind, her hair in disarray, as if she had just bounced out of bed.
She straightened her hair and glanced at the ti: “Six-oh-five.
Isn’t this a bit too early?”
Master Aubree Groove didn’t pay her any mind and left directly.
Anton Cook, Peter Aria, and Madon Linggo imdiately followed suit.
Kelly Martinez yawned and dragged her heavy feet to catch up.
The path up the mountain was hidden at the foot of a field.
In the past, there was no proper path to go up and the journey was extrely dangerous, especially during the rainy season when landslides could occur.
Getting up or down the mountain was very inconvenient.
However, about five years ago, the villagers raised funds and built a simple mountain road.
This made climbing up and down the mountain a lot easier.
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