Jasper lowered his eyes to look at her, a gentle smile on his lips, "It’s , surprised?"
Zara nodded enthusiastically, "Surprised..."
Jasper ruffled her hair, and the coldness between his brows seed to dissipate a little.
Sabrina was sowhat surprised to see this scene.
Over the years, Zara wasn’t this enthusiastic towards anyone besides herself.
Even her parents and Tessa, it took several encounters for her to gradually open up.
Yet towards the man in front of her, she showed no resistance at all, and even visibly liked him!
However, Sabrina quickly thought it was only natural.
Mr. Fitzgerald is such an impressive psychologist, effortlessly reducing patients’ psychological defenses is a matter of course.
Not to ntion, he had given Zara gifts on previous occasions.
Each one was a hit with the little one.
Her daughter liking him was perfectly normal!
At that mont, the two of them, oblivious to her presence, engaged in seamless conversation.
It was at this ti that Dylan Quinlan appeared.
He held onto the wall as he entered from outside, looking nearly exhausted, with one hand clutching his abdon, appearing in so pain.
Sabrina noticed him first and quickly asked, "Mr. Quinlan, why do you look so pale? Are you alright?"
Jasper looked up at him with a glance.
His friend looked like he was about to ascend to heaven.
He naturally asked, "What’s going on? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
Dylan waved his hand and sat down on a chair, "I must have eaten sothing unclean, it’s just a stomach attack, nothing serious."
As he spoke, he looked apologetically at Sabrina, "I’m sorry, Miss Nash, the situation arose suddenly just now, so I had Jasper temporarily fill in for on stage, I hope it didn’t cause you any inconvenience?"
"Not at all..."
Sabrina shook her hands repeatedly, "Mr. Fitzgerald perford wonderfully, how could it be an inconvenience? On the contrary, eting him is my honor."
Before, for Zara, she had attempted to et him several tis but never succeeded.
The accidental eting today was more of a pleasant surprise, how could it be an inconvenience?
Dylan smiled weakly, "That’s good to hear."
Seeing him in poor condition, with a pale face, Sabrina hesitated for a mont, then said, "Mr. Quinlan, if you don’t mind, I can treat you a bit? You look like you’re about to faint!"
Dylan indeed felt unwell.
His stomach hurt intermittently, as if blades were slicing through it.
Originally, he thought it would recover quickly, but now it seed unlikely.
He didn’t stand on ceremony and quickly said, "I don’t mind, I’ve heard for a long ti about Miss Nash’s exceptional dical skills; I’ll leave it to you to treat ."
Sabrina nodded and didn’t delay, quickly opening her bag to take out the acupuncture kit she carried with her.
After sterilizing, she casually took two needles, inserting them into two acupuncture points on Dylan’s arm...
Jasper had heard about Sabrina’s dical skills, but had never seen them in person.
Now seeing her in action, he was naturally intrigued.
He observed silently.
Sabrina’s needlework was swift, and the points she chose weren’t conventional places.
The acupuncture technique was different from ordinary thods too.
Perhaps... it was an acupuncture technique passed down from ancient tis!
Upon reaching this conclusion, Jasper couldn’t help being a bit surprised.
The inheritance of ancient dical skills, in modern tis, many have already been lost in history and beco neglected.
Those that have been passed down are few and far between!
Unexpectedly, right before his eyes was a successor.
No wonder she could so easily treat those in the military.
A subtle hint of admiration flashed in Jasper’s deep eyes.
As he pondered, only about two minutes passed.
The pain on Dylan’s face disappeared, and the stomachache quickly subsided.
"Did it... just heal???"
He widened his eyes, still in disbelief, "I can’t feel any pain at all!"
Sabrina wasn’t surprised at all, just smiled and said, "Piercing these two points can quickly alleviate this kind of acute stomach problem, but it doesn’t an it’s fully healed; you still need to take dicine!
I didn’t bring it out with today, but I’ll have it sent over later!
The dicine is self-developed, as long as it’s taken on ti daily, this situation shouldn’t easily recur!"
Dylan exclaid, amazed, "Though I don’t understand the principles, your technique is truly impressive! I’ve suffered from this problem for years, and I’ve seen countless doctors and taken nurous dicines.
But never has it resolved this quickly!"
Jasper comnted on the side, "Ancient dical skills are profound and extensive, it’s normal not to understand."
This ti it was Sabrina’s turn to be surprised, "Mr. Fitzgerald, you’re familiar with ancient dical skills too?"
Jasper replied in a deep voice, "Not really, but I’ve seen people use it before, and I’ve looked into related information; Dr. Nash’s technique is indeed remarkable!"
Sabrina felt a bit modest instantly, "You’re too kind! Compared to that, I think Mr. Fitzgerald’s psychological treatnts are truly impressive!"
So many psychologists were at a loss with Zara’s condition.
In his hands, however, it improved rapidly.
She genuinely admired the man before her!
Jasper t her gaze and naturally saw the undisguised admiration in her eyes, his brows couldn’t help but curve into a smile.
At this mont, Zara tugged at his pant leg and offered a small notebook, in her sweet voice, "For you, Uncle..."
Jasper was surprised, took it and glanced at it.
The little notebook had a drawing of an adorable puppy.
The painting style is extrely abstract, as if it received his true teachings.
But it’s full of artistic value!
"Is this lightning?"
Jasper Fitzgerald recognized it at a glance and imdiately provided feedback.
Zara nodded her little head, placing her two index fingers in front of her, cutely touching them as she tried her best to express her thoughts, "Uncle gave Zara a gift, so Zara should give him one back..."
Sabrina Hayes was extrely surprised.
She knew about this painting.
Zara had worked on it for a long ti.
Unexpectedly, it was ant as a return gift for Mr. Fitzgerald!
Jasper Fitzgerald clearly didn’t expect it either but solemnly put it away, saying, "Thank you, Zara, it’s very well done, I like it a lot! Is Flash being good with you?"
Zara was very happy, and her milk-like voice beca even more cheerful, "Very good, it’s my good friend! But..."
She paused, seemingly a bit troubled, "Flash wasn’t happy yesterday and this morning, it seems to need sothing... but I don’t know what."
Jasper Fitzgerald was surprised by Zara’s sensitivity.
He obviously knew more about Flash and had planned to tell the little one when the ti was right.
Didn’t expect her to notice it first.
The man imdiately reached out his well-defined hand to rub her head, saying, "Zara is amazing, being able to sense that Flash needs sothing.
It indeed needs to start learning skills, after all, it’s a young military dog with its own mission!
In the future, it needs to learn to protect you as it stays by your side!"
Zara blinked, as if she understood, and asked in her milky voice, "So... Flash also needs to beco really talented, right?"
Jasper Fitzgerald couldn’t help but laugh, "Yes, so when there’s ti, take it back to the military compound for training."
Zara imdiately nodded, "Okay~"
While they chatted, Sabrina Hayes stood to the side, looking shocked.
She increasingly felt that Mr. Fitzgerald was amazing!
Not only did he encourage Zara to give a return gift, but he also indirectly stimulated the little one’s sensitivity, leading her to actively seek him out for discussion.
She spent ti with Flash daily, yet she couldn’t feel any special signals from its barks and actions.
Zara hadn’t ntioned this to her either.
At this mont, she was completely relying on Mr. Fitzgerald!
Moreover, Mr. Fitzgerald’s patience with Zara was beyond imagination.
Sabrina felt both touched and grateful in her heart.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, she hurriedly said, "Mr. Fitzgerald, thank you truly for guiding Zara several tis, helping her improve bit by bit! Earlier I didn’t get a chance to thank you properly, this ti, I certainly hope you’ll give the opportunity!"
Jasper Fitzgerald heard this and, thinking of sothing, a faint smile flickered in his eyes, replying, "Are you inviting to dinner?"
"Yes, if it’s convenient!"
Sabrina Hayes earnestly invited him.
Jasper Fitzgerald didn’t decline, agreeing with, "Sure."
Sabrina Hayes was delighted that he agreed, her delicate eyebrows and eyes showing joy.
She didn’t forget to ask Dylan Quinlan, who was next to her, "Mr. Quinlan, would you join us as well?"
As Dylan Quinlan had also contributed to Zara’s recovery, she was grateful to him in her heart.
However, Dylan Quinlan waved his hand, saying, "I’ll pass, I don’t have much appetite right now, feels like anything I eat would make sick, you go with Jasper, I’ll catch up next ti."
Sabrina Hayes didn’t insist when he said that.
Not having a stomachache doesn’t an other effects aren’t present.
His state was actually normal.
So she nodded, "Alright, next ti then!"
After the arrangent, she first took Zara to the dressing room to change clothes.
When they ca out, Jasper Fitzgerald had already left the school and was waiting in the car.
Sabrina Hayes, afraid to keep him waiting, didn’t dare to delay.
On the way, she t other parents.
The event had ended, but the children’s changes were evident to all.
Everyone praised the school highly.
"Choosing this place was indeed the right decision, the teachers are professional, and can guide the children’s psychology and state well."
"Yes, especially Mr. Quinlan, he’s handso, cultured, patient, gentle, and can create a lively atmosphere, no wonder the kids all like him."
"Exactly, my little one talks about Mr. Quinlan all the ti when we get ho!"
"If I were a few years younger, I would want to pursue him myself..."
The topic veered off track as they chatted, and Sabrina Hayes smiled but didn’t join in.
She took Zara and quickly reached outside the school.
By the roadside at the entrance, a luxurious Bentley was parked.
Beside the car stood Nash Spencer, exuding a business elite aura.
He was dressed in a silver-gray suit, standing straight in a trained posture, like he was waiting specifically for them.
As the mother and daughter approached, he imdiately opened the car door, not forgetting to greet them politely, "Dr. Nash, Zara, nice to see you again; my master is waiting, please get in the car."
"Thank you, Assistant Spencer."
Sabrina Hayes nodded, letting Zara get in first.
Bending over, she caught a glimpse of Jasper Fitzgerald.
Having changed out of the mascot costu, he wore a crisp, handcrafted suit that accentuated his broad shoulders, slim waist, and long legs. A golden frad pair of glasses rested on his high nose bridge.
The dangling chain of the glasses draped over his shoulders added a scholarly and aloof touch, making him look like a noble young man stepping out of a palace.
His gentle, deep eyes, now hidden behind the lenses, carried an allure of mystery that seed unreachable!
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