The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 220

"What? Couldn't find anything? How is that possible?!" Sean was surprised, "Mr. Reynolds, the individual's access

permissions are extremely high. Only a few top internal officials can access that information, so..." the other side

replied. Sean laughed in disbelief. "Higher access than me? Who could possibly-

The voice on the other end delivered the blow, "Indeed, that person's access level is above yours." Sean

grumbled angrily. hanging up the phone.

He turned and nearly ran into Xanthe, who was beaming with joy, only making him more irritated. "What's so

funny!"

Xanthe struggled to keep her excitement contained. "Couldn't find anything, huh? My job here is done; I'm

heading home. Bye!" She spun around and bolted. Sean, left alone in the chilly wind, utterly defeated.

The next morning, as usual, Shakira fed the kittens and tidied up the office, getting ready for the final day of

filming. Before the consultations began, there was a knock on her door. "Cin," she said.

"Dr. Lonely Bird," the visitor was Michael, the dean of Haruca Hospital. A hint of surprise flashed in Shakira's

eyes. Michael nodded at Shakira, closed the door, and locked it. Seeing this, Shakira raised her brow slightly and

said, "Mr. Lee." Michael approached her desk. His expression was serious, with a touch of apprehension, as

though he wanted to speak but was unsure. Shakira seemed to anticipate his reason for being there. "Mr. Lee,

feel free to speak." Taking this as a cue, Michael sighed, a bit of his tension dissipating, and spoke in a low voice,

Tm here with an unusual request."

He stepped back slightly, bowing his head respectfully. Dr. Lonely Bird, | hope you can extend your consultation

tin our traditional medicine department at Haruca Hospital."

Shakira replied calmly, "I only signed a three-day contract for the filming." "I know!" Michael said urgently. Under

ordinary circumstances, he wouldn't plead with a junior doctor in this way, but he had no choice. "Dr. Lonely Bird,

perhaps you're unaware. Although Matthew's reputation is widespread, the number of skilled traditional

medicine practitioners left in the country is exceedingly small. Michael sighed helplessly.

"With the advancements in modern medicine over the years, people's trust and understanding of traditional

medicine have decreased. You might have noticed during your recent appointments that most of the patients are

older.

"The younger generation hardly visits traditional medicine practitioners. Haruca Hospital is one of the top

hospitals in Crescentville, and If this is happening even there, imagine what it must be like elsewhere," he said.

Shakira lowered her eyes. What he said echoed what Matthew had lamented during her acupuncture training.

Traditional medicine had stagnated, while modern medicine continued to progress.

Practicing traditional medicine demanded not only innate talent and perseverance but also vast knowledge of

medicinal herbs. The effects of different herbal combinations were incredibly complex.

The biggest drawback was that traditional medicine didn't provide the sfinancial benefits as modern

medicine. She thought, 'In a world where fand fortune were often prioritized, how many were willing to

settle down and commit to this path?' Michael observed Shakira. Even though she wore a mask that hid her

expression, he could still sense the emotional impact

on her.

He continued, "In recent days, there's been a lot of online discussion about you. This trend has also encouraged

the promotion and understanding of traditional medicine, prompting more people to learn about it, understand it,

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With that, Michael bowed deeply, almost pleading "Please, Dr. Lonely Bird, grant Haruca Hospital more tand

a chance"

His humble gesture left Shakira somewhat moved, even though he had no intentions of staying. She held her

breath, "Mr. Lee, please get up." Michael didn't want to pressure or embarrass her, so he got up at her gesture.

His face, etched with wrinkles, was full of hope

Shakira took a deep breath, and said, "Alright. | promise | will stay in the clinic until the end of the year

Michael couldn't contain his joy and shook Shakira's hands enthusiastically. "Great Dr. Lonely Bird, thank you so

much? "It's | who should thank you for the trust you've shown by allowingto practice here," Shakira said.

A doctor like her, who was inexperienced and only had a title, receiving the treatment of an attending physician

was already a special case. "Tll inform Mr. Jones and arrange for a new shift schedule," said Michael. "Alright,

thank you, Mr. Lee, replied Shakira.

After seeing off Michael, Shakira thought for a moment and called Matthew. The call was picked up so quickly, it

was as if he was waiting for it. Shakira squinted. "You crafty old man, you set a trap just forto fall into, didn't

you?" Matthew was chuckling on the other end. "You agreed to Michael, didn't you? | knew you were a girl with a

cold face but a warm heart"

He sighed helplessly and continued, "I'm out of options. Late last night, Michael crushing over, sitting and

sighing. worried that if you left, his traditional medicine department, which finally had a couple of lively days,

would becquiet again "He was botheringso much that | had no choice but to ask him to plead with you."

Finally, Matthew asked. "Are you upset with me?" Shakira pouted. "How would | dare?"

"Hey, what wouldn't you dare to do?" Matthew didn't buy it.

Shakira chuckled, thinking about Michael's earlier behavior, and said softly, "Actually, I'm also a beneficiary. |

gained the advantage of you teachingmedical skills, but | couldn't carry them forward. I'm not a very good

student." Hearing that Shakira sounded down, Matthew felt a tug at his heart and said, "Nonsense! You're my

only apprentice! If you were not great, what would that make all the others | thought less of?

"You really shouldn't think like that. You see when I took you on, it was not only because of your talent but also

because you seemed like a good fit. | pushed you to study, and you've learned so well-that alone makes me

proud of you." Matthew's tone grew more serious. "In the end, the path you choose in life is your own. | only

offered one possible direction Whatever you decide, know that I will support your choice."

His words struck a chord with Shakira, a warmth spreading through her heart. Even after living twice, it seemed

she still couldn't find her future direction.

In her previous life, all she wanted was family; she lived to please them, doing whatever they wished. She was

nothing more than a shell. In this life, she had a reason to live, but it was mostly for revenge.

What she truly wanted for herself seemed to have never crossed her mind. It was the first tsomeone told her

she could choose her own path, and listen to her heart, without worrying about her family's approval or

judgment. Her life was hers to decide. The light in her calm eyes grew brighter, gathering into a radiant glow.

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Said Shakira. Oh, decided so soon?" Matthew felt very satisfied. That's my

Kevin quickly received the news. After consulting briefly with Shakira, they decided to install a camera in her

office instead of having stall present for close filming. Shakira started her consultations for the day. After her last

patient in the morning, she could rest in the afternoon.

"Next patient. As the system called the n

number, Shakira glanced at the non the screen-Mia..

However, when she looked up and saw the patient seated before her, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.