Several people simultaneously looked toward the direction of the sound.

They saw a girl standing in the corner with skin fairer than snow; as a gentle breeze blew, her coiled hair framed her snowy face, an ethereal painting.

The couple was instantly mesmerized.

They had never seen a girl so beautiful.

Yet Faye recognized the girl at a glance.

"You are Summer Monroe!"

Summer stepped forward, gently asking Caleb Woodward, "Doctor Woodward, do you mind if I have a look at the patient?"

After a moment of surprise, Caleb suddenly widened his eyes.

"You—you’re the one who prescribed that formula?"

Summer nodded, "I told you that if fate allowed, you would meet her."

She admired Caleb Woodward’s character; helping him out was no issue.

Moreover, since she had medical skills and the patient was right in front of her, how could she stand idly by?

Caleb’s gaze at her instantly transformed from astonishment to joy, then from joy to reverence.

He had never seen someone as young as Summer with such high proficiency in Chinese medicine; could it be that she understood Ancient Chinese Medicine?

Chinese medicine and Ancient Chinese Medicine are actually different concepts; Ancient Chinese Medicine is deeper and more profound, incomparable to typical Chinese medicine.

"Then please..." Caleb made a gesture of invitation, saying, "Faye is in your hands."

"Alright, I’ll do my best." Summer said, approaching Faye to inquire, "Faye, right? Can you honestly tell me if you have left home in the past two days, or if any visitors have come to see you?"

Faye instinctively shook her head.

However, in that moment, Summer clearly felt the girl avoiding her gaze.

Not only did Summer know Ancient Chinese Medicine, but she was also skilled in observing micro-expressions; she immediately concluded that the girl was lying.

But before Summer could ask again, Faye’s allergies flared up once more.

This time, Faye was foaming at the mouth, her breathing more labored than before.

Summer promptly instructed Caleb Woodward, "Turn her over! Then give her another dose of the earlier medicine."

"Okay!" Caleb was practically obedient without question.

After administering the medicine, Summer took out the silver needles she always carried and performed acupuncture on several points of the girl’s body.

This time, it took a full half-hour for the girl to regain consciousness.

During this time, Summer examined the exposed parts of the girl’s body but did not find any traces of tick bites.

"Could it be that she underwent heart transplant surgery and is now experiencing rejection?"

Summer shook her head, "Rejection shouldn’t manifest in these symptoms nor appear only now. I still suspect tick paralysis."

As Summer spoke, she seriously asked the pale-faced Faye: "Faye, it felt terrible earlier, didn’t it? I’m telling you, if we can’t find the cause of your illness, it will be worse next time. And... your body can’t handle many more times, so you absolutely must tell me the truth. Did you really not go out?"

Faye bit her lip and, with a complex expression, looked at Caleb Woodward beside her.

Caleb Woodward asked in confusion, "Faye, what is it that you can’t say?"

Faye’s parents beside her also urged anxiously, "Faye, quickly tell the truth to the doctor! When your mom and I went to work, did you go out?"

Faye closed her eyes and said, "I didn’t go out."

Just as Summer was about to speak, Faye added, "But... someone came over."

"Who came over?" Caleb Woodward instinctively asked.

"Clara."

Caleb Woodward was taken aback and asked in shock, "My brother?"

"Yes." Tears streamed down Faye’s face, "I’m sorry, Doctor Woodward... I, I am with your brother."