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Chapter 38 Is Dr. Caldwell Poor?

“This is to help flush out toxins,” Annelise explained, her hands deftly working on three key pressure points on Anto- nio’s body. Unlike an emergency procedure, this session was brief, but when it was over, Antonio felt a lingering thrill, as if he could keep going forever.

The sensation was nothing short of miraculous.

It was as though his body, once clogged and sluggish, had been cleared of its burdens. He even felt years younger, vi- tality coursing through him.

Antonio’s eyes shone with admiration. “You’re incredible, Dr. Caldwell. So young, yet with skills like these. With you, traditional medicine is bound to thrive again.”

“It’s not me who’s remarkable,” Annelise said, pressing her palm against his back. “Everything I know, I learned from my grandmother.” As she spoke, she applied a firm downward push.

Before Antonio could react, a soft crack echoed from his spine.

“Is that… chiropractic?” Antonio turned his head, surprised.

Annelise nodded. “Yes. When I gave you the treatinent earlier, 1 noticed some protrusion in your thoracic spine. Try moving now.”

“It’s not stiff anymore,” Antonio said, astonishment creeping into his voice. He couldn’t believe that a condition he had lived with for years had been fixed by this young woman.

Other traditional healers had examined him before, but they’d always been too cautious, wary of his status to manipu- late his body with confidence.

The problem wasn’t serious, but whenever he sat through long meetings, his body would stiffen, making sleep uncom- fortable as well.

Now, as Antonio swung his arms experimentally, he felt an exhilarating freedom.

Sweat had soaked through his hospital gown, surprising him with its intensity.

Freddy, the attending doctor, tensed, worried it was a bad sign.

Annelise, however, was unfazed. “The sweat means the toxins are being released. We’re ready to proceed with the treatment.”

Freddy’s eyes widened as he realized this was all part of her plan.

“You can make someone sweat just like that?” Adrian, who had been silent until now, leaned forward, his voice soft and curious behind Annelise’s ear.

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Chapter 38 Is Dr. Caldwell Poor?

She turned to find his striking face alight with rare intrigue.

“The human body has many reflex zones,” she explained, packing away her tools. “The ones on the shoulders and the tops of the feet are particularly effective for detoxification.” Closing her medical kit, she added, “Sir Caldwell, that’s all for today. One more session tomorrow, and you should be ready to leave the hospital.”

Antonio nodded, then glanced at his assistant, Waylon Raymond.

Waylon promptly pulled a card from his suit pocket. “Dr. Caldwell, please accept this. It’s 160 thousand dollars.”

“That’s too much,” Annelise said, her tone calm but firm. She had no interest in taking more than she’d earned. “Sir Caldwell’s condition isn’t that complex. 1,600 a day is fair.”

It was her principle as a doctor. For upright families like the Caldwells, she stuck to her standard rate.

Antonio fixed her with a mock-serious stare. “Too much? Are you saying my life isn’t worth 160 thousand?”

“It’s worth every penny,” Annelise replied with a faint smile, relenting. She wasn’t one to haggle back and forth-it wasn’t her style. If the client insisted, she’d accept.

Rumors about “Dr. Miracle” claimed she tailored her fees to her clients’ wealth, and Annelise saw no reason to refuse. Taking the card, she chuckled lightly. “160 thousand dollars. I’ll have to think about how to spend it.”

Truth be told, the amount gave her slight help. Many people around her assumed she was poor and desperate for fa-

vors from others.

The crumbling Kendrick and Wilson families, in particular, seemed convinced she was after their scraps.

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