I am done revised, so please enjoy the chapter...
“Estira, co here for a minute.”
Estira, who was writing a treatnt journal for a patient who just visited, got up from her seat at the call of her teacher, Dr. O’Malley.
Dr. O’Malley was not a particularly strict or scary teacher, but today sohow, his expression wasn’t good...
Estira noticed and quietly sat down in the chair next to Dr. O’Malley.
"I heard a rough story from Jason. And it looks like you making sothing strange these days."
"Ah...."
No more words were needed.
Estira noticed what Dr. O’Malley was saying and tried to explain it urgently.
But Dr. O’Malley ca first.
"Give up."
"Yes?."
Estira looked at the doctor.
But Dr. O’Malley only shook his head.
"I don’t like it because you seem to be playing with Miss Florentia’s impulses, Estira."
“Impulsive... "
"What can she know, she is just a kid who is only eight years old now. I know you are so desperate and too excited about a joke like that."
Dr. O’Malley was accusing her.
Although he did not raise his voice or expressly impressed, Estira could fully feel it.
"No, sir! Miss. Florentia is really trying to help !"
Estira said, blinked her eyes.
It doesn’t matter if he underestimates , but I can’t stand it when Miss. Florentia is spoken of like that.
"She sincerely trying to help ...."
"Hugh, Estira..."
Dr. O’Malley sighed as if the ground was fall.
In the end, there was a sound of clearing his throat.
"I understand your desperate desire to go to the academy, but not this year, just give up."
Dr. O’Malley had pushed her a second ti.
"It’s all for you."
’Are you really thinking about ?’
Estira bowed her head to hide her doubts about her teacher.
"Besides, I’ve already written a recomndation for Jason. You must have soone else to write you a recomndation letter..."
Dr. O’Malley continued to try to persuade Estira.
“Don’t be greedy. Will I write a letter of recomndation for you next year?"
Even if it was greed, there was nothing to say.
Estira bites her lower lip.
It was almost a miracle even for her who is an ordinary girl and cos from the countryside.
She got a job where she could make money while working on the dicine, and even got the chance to learn pharmacy under famous Lombardy’s doctor.
So Dr. O’Malley was right.
It could be greedy to aim for a job as a researcher at the academy too.
Estira understood the criticism in the doctor’s eyes.
"Teacher."
Said Estira in a quiet voice.
"I want to do as much as I can."
"Estira, even though I said this!"
"I want to live up to the expectations of Miss. Florentia, sir."
Dr. O’Malley, who was trying to push again, shut up when the na of Florentia ca out.
"My lady told I could do it. She said she would help , and she would let go to the academy."
Estira laughed strongly as she recalled that ti.3
“As you said, she may be still a kid, but I do believe.”
She said she would make Estira’s dream co true.
She did not laugh when she heard a dream that was too big for the common people never mind a woman.
Rather, she will help her, she promised to her.
Those pretty green eyes of that ti were engraved in Estira’s heart.
“You keep doing reckless things like this, even if I say I won’t write a letter of recomndation?”
Dr. O’Malley ended up swaying.
Originally, it was a conversation ant to end soon because Estira was silent.
She was a disciple who usually speaks a little and always obeys.
He didn’t know she would be stubborn like this.
If he can’t beat Estira’s will, his position as the doctor becos difficult.
Yesterday, Viese Lombardy called Dr. O’Malley.
When he arrived, he thinks that it was a regular visit, But Viese and Jason’s father, the president of the Plan dical Company, sit together.
It was not surprising because he knew the relationship between the two of them, where money and friendship go hand in hand.
But when the president of the Plan dical Company complained about Estira in front of Viese, he was truly surprised.
He didn’t even think that he would have such ambitions.
The president said, “I don’t think it makes sense for such a girl to dare to ask for a doctor’s recomndation, so why don’t you throw her right away?
And he said that he was concerned because his student was not aware of her place, and he said the doctors shouldn’t make him worry about it again in the future
In a word, he said that he should not write recomndations to anyone, including Estira, for the ti being.
In response, Dr. O’Malley made the oath, saying that he would take responsibility and make Estira give up on the academy.
It was because he thought about the timid personality of Estira, he thought that if he just says a few words, she would calmly give up on the Academy.
"Think well!!."
Dr. O’Malley was convinced this ti that Estira would break her stubbornness.
She hesitated for a while.
But like a lie, Estira nodded her head.
"Yes, sir. I’m sorry. I’ll trust Miss Florentia."
"Ha! Oh."
Dr. O’Malley was shocked. He thought that he used a word firmly no matter what Estira’s will.
And, now he looking at Estira disgustingly, he clicked on his tongue.
It was nonsense from the beginning anyway.
She believes the words of an eight-year-old kid, and she doesn’t care about what her teacher says.
The doctor then had the idea that he should cut Estira’s salary because of this problem.2
"You’re making troubled in the end."
"Yes? Troubled?..."
Estira head’s tilted, but Dr. O’Malley’s turned back and said coldly.
"You don’t need to know. Go."
With pent-up feelings, Estira could only say goodbye.
However, it couldn’t be helped that one corner of her heart was stead continuously.
* * *
My heart was pounding.
I took my palm-sized tube and breathed slowly and deeply.
The lid was covered, but the pungent scent of the hipsee leaves irritated my nose.
"I’ll open it."
Estira nodded her head, in agreent.
Dalgrak.
With a small noise, the lid opened and a hardened ointnt appeared.
I carefully touched it with my finger.
The flat surface inside the container reaches the tips of my fingers.
This ti, I applied the ointnt on my fingertips to the back of my hand.
Beeswax with vegetable oil lted at body temperature and gently applied.
At the sa ti, it seems a little hot, and a feeling of cold spreads through the skin.
".....Done."
It was perfect.
"In case you don’t know, I’ve been using it in the sa place every day for the past five days."
Said Estira, showing her wrist to .
"Sotis the sore wrist pain disappeared, and my skin improved strangely. Maybe it also has such an effect, Miss."
Compared to the other wrist, it felt strangely smooth, as Estira said.
I put the ointnt lid back on and gently put it down.
Then I asked Estira.
"Estira, do you have anything you want?"
Estira shook her head quietly at my unexpected question.
"Think carefully, what Estira needs, regardless of the amount."
"Well, regardless of the amount?"
Estira complained seriously for a while, then replied cautiously.
"Then, I want to have a small house in Lombardy town."
As if she was embarrassed while talking, Estira scratched her cheek.
"Is that so? I see."
"By the way, why are you asking such a question all of a sudden, Miss?"
"It’s a waste to change this dicine to just two letters of recomndation and a scholarship."
"Only...?"
Estira was confused as she alternately looked at the ointnt and .
But I was serious.
This ointnt wasn’t just for Grandpa and Broschl.
I smiled at Estira, who was still confused, saying don’t worry.
* * *
It was a day when it rained softly. It was a nice rain after a long ti, but it wasn’t very good weather for Lulak, who had poor knees.
But while rubbing his uncomfortable knee with his hand, he looked at the smiling face, the librarian grandpa, Broschl laughed in vain.
"Are you not in good condition?"
"Definitely good. While you?
Lulak still said with a big smile.
"I was regretted that Clerivan was going to work as a side job. He said that his business partner was Gallahan....."
Lulak first questioned his ears.
He suddenly visited and inford that he was going to do business with Gallahan.
And he said, ’Gallahan-nim seems to be a very smart person,’ and he rarely even praised others.
"No matter how it is. I don’t know what kind of business he’s talking about until the end."
Lulak didn’t stop laughing while complaining that much.
Broschl laughed together as he looked at him.
"But why did you call today?"
"Oh, that’s it. I an, a crazy guy is asking you and to write a recomndation."
As if suddenly thinking of soone, Lulak’s eye wrinkles beca thicker.
Now the tail of his mouth was getting caught in the ears.
Broschl knew him for over thirty years, but it was the first ti he had ever seen Lulak’s nasty look.
Broschl tilted his head.
Then, he heard a little knock.
’Co in’ as if Lulak waited.
When the door opened and the little girl appeared, Broschl wanted to see what kind of joke this was.
"Hi!"
It was Lulak’s eight-year-old granddaughter, Florentia, who nodded.
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