Chapter 178 Crafting by Hand
After a while, the chef finished cooking and Phillipe personally brought the food to her. "Can't sleep?"
"Hmm..." Abella was surprised to see him carrying two large trays. "Do you usually eat in your room?"
"No," Phillipe placed the trays on the table and gently said, "But I'm willing to make an exception for you. Wait a moment, there's more downstairs, I'll go get it."
As Abella watched him leave the bedroom, she felt a warmth in her heart.
Outside the window, Moon Lake shimmered in the sunlight, and endless fields of gentian flowers swayed in the wind. Abella went to the balcony and enjoyed the beautiful scenery, feeling the cool breeze.
Phillipe came back with two large trays, his tall and handsome figure exuding indulgence and doting as he looked at Abella.
"Let's eat here," Abella gestured towards the table on the balcony. "The view is nice."
"Alright." Phillipe placed the food down and pulled out a chair for her.
Once Abella sat down, she noticed that he had brought several other things as well.
After finishing the delicious food, Abella calmly said, "I should go back now. Keep the ginseng for me, and I'll make the medicine together once I have the other ingredients ready."
"Where are the other ingredients?" Phillipe asked softly.
Is it in Triburg? Or some other dangerous place? He couldn't bear to let her go alone.
"In New York."
"I'll send someone to get them," Phillipe said worriedly. "Tell me the address."
"Don't worry, it's safe."
Some are in Valleydale, and some require several steps to make together... In any case, it's a bit troublesome to handle.
"It will be ready tonight," Abella said gently. "But first, take me home."
For now, she didn't plan on letting him know the location in Valleydale...
"Don't push yourself too hard," Phillipe expressed his concern.
Although Grandma's condition was important, her own health was equally important.
"Hmm, I know."
Back at Long Island Manor, after Phillipe left, Abella walked towards the direction of the garage, preparing to drive to Valleydale herself.
Mrs. Medici was having afternoon tea in the garden and greeted her joyfully, "Abella, you're back? Sit down and have some snacks with me. How is your friend's health? Do you need to have a doctor check on her? What illness does she have?"
Last time, Abella only mentioned a few things over the phone, so Mrs. Medici didn't know the specific details. But Abella had said on the phone that her friend was in trouble and seriously ill, and she needed to go abroad to visit her.
"She's doing fine, no need to worry," Abella replied gently. "Mom, I have something to do and need to go out for a while."
"Going out again? You just came back... Wait a bit longer, I'll have the kitchen make you a glass of fruit juice. Drink it before you go..."
"I'll have it when I come back."
"Then be safe on the road..."
Abella drove to Valleydale, instructing someone to prepare the remaining medicine as she personally developed it. Meanwhile, John received a message and immediately called Phillipe.
"Mr. Bourbon, the response from the other party states that they want to first see the liquorice and violet lotus roots; they're concerned that we might deceive them."
Phillipe controlled the steering wheel with one hand and replied nonchalantly, "Show it to them."
"Yes..."
John was somewhat surprised that Mr. Bourbon had become so accommodating for Granny Bourbon. Under normal circumstances, if the other party wanted to inspect the goods first, Mr. Bourbon would not have paid any attention to them.
It was getting dark.
Abella delivered the developed medicine to Moonlake.
"Ginseng slices, five grams each time, boil them together with these medicines, then simmer over low heat for fifty minutes. When it's not too hot, have Grandma take it."
Abella handed over the medicine, saying, "This is a three-day supply, twice a day, for a total of six packets."
Some comatose patients need to be fed through a nasal feeding tube, but Granny Bourbon had a swallowing reflex and was able to drink liquid food orally.
Phillipe didn't expect her to prepare everything so quickly and he lovingly touched her face. "You didn't rest properly after you came back?"
"I slept a lot on the plane." Abella said plainly, "I still have something to do, I'll go back first."
"What else is there to do?" Phillipe didn't want to let go and offered, "Let me help you."
Abella wanted to say that he couldn't help, but she was also afraid that he would secretly follow her, so she could only say, "It's nothing, just work-related."
"You're dealing with work as soon as you come back?" Phillipe felt even more concerned, and he touched her face and said, "Then I'll drive you there."
"No need, I'll drive myself." Abella glanced at the time and softly reminded, "Remember to give Grandma the medicine."
"Alright." Phillipe followed her to the side of the car and anxiously cautioned, "Be safe on your way back. If anything happens, call me. Don't handle it alone."
"I know."
Phillipe watched her press the gas pedal and leave. He never expected his little girl to be so versatile and capable. While girls her age were studying and doing homework, she was able to drive and pursue her career.
As Wyatt watched Abella leave, he couldn't help but ask, "Sir, the medicine that Miss Abella prepared for Granny Bourbon, was it prescribed by a famous doctor? Shouldn't we have someone verify it?"
It wasn't that he didn't believe Miss Abella, but Granny Bourbon's condition had stumped doctors for the past few years. Even Daniel Smith was powerless.
Now, Granny Bourbon's life was hanging by a thread, and this medicine might have side effects when taken. They had to be cautious, cautious, and even more cautious.
Wyatt was afraid that Miss Abella, being young, might be deceived by outsiders. In case she unknowingly used fake medicine...
Upon hearing Philippe's high praise, Wyatt was taken aback. "Did Miss Abella make this medicine herself?"
How old is she?
She already knows how to make medicine?
Although I heard before that Miss Abella saved the old master twice and knew she understood medicine, many famous doctors were helpless with Granny Bourbon's condition...
Now that she only has a breath left, can Miss Abella's medicine save Granny Bourbon's life?
Doesn't that mean she is better than those famous doctors?
"Prepare the car." Philippe prepared to go to River Park to deliver it to his grandmother.
Wyatt didn't expect that Mr. Philippe was determined and trusted Miss Abella so much...
"Sir, then why did you still invite Mr. Abbott Wilson to treat Granny Bourbon?"
Miss Abella has already given medicine...
After taking Miss Abella's medicine and saving Granny Bourbon's life, there is naturally no need for Mr. Abbott Wilson.
"We went through all the trouble to find him to see if he has a way to bring my grandmother out of the vegetative state and restore her to a normal person."
Miss Abella's medicine can only temporarily save my grandmother's life...
As for whether she can become a normal person again, we still have to hear what Mr. Abbott Wilson has to say.
"A fair exchange."
Wyatt understood and respectfully bowed, "I will go prepare the car now."
For someone as young as Miss Abella to be able to save Granny Bourbon's life, her medical skills are already exquisite.
But to turn a vegetative person into a normal person, it can only be done by an experienced doctor like Abbott Wilson...
"Sir, I will go with you. It has been a long time since I've seen grandpa and granny."
"Alright." Philippe agreed to him.
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