Chapter 1259 Wanting to Trick Wynter
But it was alright, as Reuben knew there would be a next time.
He felt a sense of relief and comfort from his pent–up frustration after seeing an old friend.
Perhaps it was because someone had kept him company and talked things out with him, or perhaps it was the acupuncture working its magic, but he felt better than he had in a long time.
“Since that’s the case, I won’t keep you here any longer. But how should I pay you for this consultation ?” Reuben recalled Wynter’s attitude and suspected that she might not be on great terms with
Chester.
Reuben was quite imaginative in this regard. He thought that Wynter, who was new to Hawford, had no connections in the hospital.
She might even be facing workplace bullying. Hence, he wanted to lend her a helping hand.
Wynter’s expression froze for a moment at the mention of a
consultation fee.
Seeing this, Reuben chuckled. “Feel free to tell me if you need anything. The Whitmans have some connections in the hospital. I have a great relationship with your hospital president.”
His words were almost a direct offer of support.
Wynter realized his intent and found it amusing but refrained from explaining.
Wolf was very caring and kept his distance as per Wynter’s
resence would affect Reuben
ter in a bit of a bind, he trotted over and
fulled out a new phone from his pocket. The screen displayed a
OR code on the screen for Reuben to scan.
Reuben was taken aback for a moment before he burst into hearty
laughter, feeling a rare joy. He wanted to retrieve his phone and glanced at Easton, who quickly understood and began searching the desk.
But Wynter extended her arm and grabbed Wolf by the collar before pulling him back.
“Grandpa Reuben, don’t listen to him. He’s just a little money-
grubber. We’ll discuss the consultation fee once your health has
improved.”
This was merely an excuse. Wynter had no intention of taking money from her grandfather.
More importantly, this consultation had already made Reuben aware of certain things, evident from his gaze. Wynter didn’t linger any longer as the herbal medicine’s urgency was indeed pressing.
Reuben found Wolf’s round and chubby face endearing and wanted to pat his head, but Wynter stopped him.
*Grandpa Reuben, anyone who touches him will have bad luck.
Once you’re better, he can come over to bless your house.”
Reuben laughed it off as a joke. How could a child bless a house? After all, he’s not the big stones by the entrance that were used for
fortune.
Throughout this time, Easton stood by and watched the whole scene. He would occasionally smile at Wynter.
When he was seeing her out, his attitude completely changed, and he was full of flattery. “You truly have a way with things. After all this time, it’s the first time I’ve seen Mr. Reuben look so energetic
after a treatment.”
Previously, Reuben’s treatments involved nebulizers and IV drips with painkillers and sedatives, which naturally made him want to rest and regain his energy. That was a normal reaction.
What wasn’t normal was Easton.
“Please don’t take offense, but usually, Dr. Harper handles everything. Seeing a new face, and you using acupuncture…
“It worked out this time, but you should be cautious when Mr. Whitman and the others are around next time.”
Wynter chuckled. “Are they difficult to deal with?”
“Not at all!” Easton’s voice rose a little. “That’s not what I meant. I
just meant you’re not from around here and are still young.
“I don’t know who you learned it from but your skills in traditional medicine are impressive. I’m just worried you might not be careful enough and run into trouble.”
Easton wore an expression of concern. He seemed to be speaking out of goodwill, but his real motive was to probe for more
information about her.