And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 59

Dr. Yates nodded with satisfaction and asked, “What’s the treatment for an asthma attack?”

This was no longer about locating pressure points, and it was a direct, one–on–one consultation.

Gwendolyn glanced at him and earnestly replied, “Main points would be the base of the skull and the diaphragm control point. If it’s cold–induced asthma, pair it with… For heat–induced, combine with.

As she spoke, her hands moved deftly, inserting needles with a precision that spoke of both replenishing and releasing techniques.

Dr. Yates even found inspiration in her methods, reminiscent of the almost mythical Enoch’s techniques. Rumor had it that Waldo was Enoch’s disciple, trained only by Howard, and shunned other patients.

Was it arrogance, or fear of being exposed as a fraud?

“And for infertility?” he inquired further.

“Infertility can roughly be divided into four categories. If it’s due to kidney deficiency and womb chill, then the points are If it’s a case of liver energy congestion…

She spoke with enthusiasm, her beautiful face seeming to glow, which made Mamie turn

pale with panic

“I haven’t heard of this method before. How effective is it in practice?” Dr. Yates, obsessed with medicine, was utterly engrossed.

“I haven’t treated it myself,” Gwendolyn admitted, a touch embarrassed.

“How about you come to work with me then? Your knowledge is sound, and you’re nearly ready to run your own clinic.”

“Absolutely.” Gwendolyn’s eyes curved into a smile as she agreed.

The others looked on with mixed emotions. Dr. Yates rarely took on interns, and Gwendolyn had hit the jackpot. Recalling the bet between Mamie and Gwendolyn, they looked at Mamie with pity

The scores from the internship assessment were announced on the spot.

Gwendolyn was, without a doubt, first. While Mamie, crumbling under pressure, failed to

pass.

“Assessment over. Mack will handle the follow–up arrangements.” Dr. Yates and Dr. Ladd left soon after.

The Interns whispered among themselves, their looks towards Gwendolyn shifting from disdain to admiration and envy.

Gwendolyn, you really had us fooled with that bet, “Mamle spat through clenched teeth, “Enjoying your victory now, aren’t you?”

“Actually, you’re the one who’s been after me,” Gwendolyn replied coolly, “Fair’s fair.”

“Gwendolyn, we were college roommates. Can’t you be a big person?” Mamie lamented her financial lifeline at stake with Scott bankrupt and no way to repay her online loans.

“If the tables were turned today, you’d be gloating and telling me to get lost.” Gwendolyn’s face was expressionless as she spoke.

‘I’ll go. This is on you, Gwendolyn.” Mamie said bitterly.

A murmur rose from the crowd, “Even without Gwendolyn, Mamie would’ve had to go for failing.”

Mamie, hearing this, shot a venomous look at the speaker and left in humiliation.

Gwendolyn let out a deep breath of relief. She was eager to share the good news with Howard.

Her steps light, she made her way to room 2106. Howard looked up at

footsteps in the corridor.

Seeing her face, he said, “You look happy. First place then?”

“Yes.” Gwendolyn nodded sweetly, tilting her chin as if asking for praise.

the sound of

Howard couldn’t help but reach out and scratch her chin. Gwendolyn blushed at the unexpected gesture.

“Mr. Chadwick, why are you treating me like a cat?” Her voice was soft, and indeed, she seemed very cat–like.

“So, do you see yourself as a house cat or a little wildcat?” Howard asked leisurely, watching her.

“Do you prefer house cats or wildcats?” She was in such a good mood that she even joked

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Howard’s eyes deepened, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly.

That night, she had been like a carefree wildcat in the spring.

“I like both.” replied Howard..

Gwendolyn felt her ears heat up under his intense gaze and quickly said, “I gotta go.”