Chapter 40 Wynter Engaged In Combat

• Wynter heard this, and before anyone could respond, she ran out the door. She made a quick move and grabbed a nearby wooden stick. Her eyes were furious and cold. There was a group of people in the alley. They were all neighbors who had recently returned from the marketplace. "What is happening here?" "They've come to look for Margaret Yates because they believe she killed someone." "It's not possible." "Why not? Traditional medicine is difficult to diagnose. She just finished treating my neck yesterday. Is it possible that something went wrong? "We are no longer able to see her if this is true." Margaret heard whispers all around her.
• Her hand had turned when she gripped the cane. She was pale, and her legs were shaking. "This is no wonder you're living so carefree," the accuser scoffed. It appears that no one is aware of your previous actions. Shaking his head, he made fun of her, saying, "You think it's still like before? Conventional The medical field is deteriorating. Would you dare to take on the Gibson family as competitors?" I have no idea what you're discussing. Get over there! Margaret stated this icily as she attempted to move away. "Stop pretending, old cripple." The man insulted her verbally and obstructed her path.
• Did you not have the thought to take that girl to the hospital? Wynter? Margaret looked up abruptly. "Are you referring to Wynter?" "Whatever her name is, I don't care," the man mocked. If my aunt hadn't urged me to come in person, I wouldn't be here. You must be an old cripple. excited to go to the medical conference hosted by the Yarwood family, right? Take this, please! Margaret received an "invitation" from him. "Go treat Mr. if you believe you are capable of doing so. Yarwood. See if you can do this, old hag.