Go Back and I Rule There novel Chapter 118

Galeno held many secrets.

For instance, his sense of smell was extraordinarily sensitive, allowing him to detect scents imperceptible to ordinary people.

For Galeno to describe something as stinking, it must be related to poison…

Rosalind tapped her fingers against the tripod, thinking idly. Should she tell that Mr. Turner that the medicinal fragrance in his study was identical to the scent on Miss Martinez…?

She pondered the question for all of two seconds.

From the courtyard, her grandmother called out, “Rosalind, is what Mrs. Zade said true? Veritas Medical is famous?”

Before Rosalind could answer, neighbors started arriving one after another throughout the afternoon, surrounding Grandma Megan with questions.

The buzz from the livestream was still growing. Rosalind’s Facebook post had been shared by Horace from the AMO Community.

Someone asked: Sir, who is this?

Horace: A young friend dedicated to public health.

This endorsement was so over-the-top that people from various departments exchanged confused glances.

Should they share it or not?

Robert, who was usually at odds with Horace, wanted to lecture him.

Robert: Don't use your work account for personal connections. It reflects poorly.

But as soon as he posted the comment, Mr. Louis appeared right below it.

Well done, Horace. Create a group chat later and tell us more about where your young friend is streaming.

Robert, who was already balding, stared at the screen, bewildered.

Was the old chief’s comment normal? Instead of a reprimand, it was encouragement?

And it wasn’t just Mr. Louis. Even the typically strict Mr. Zade was offering praise.

Horace took a sip of tea. “The Woods family you speak of looks down on common folk. Cure-Master Martinez is different. She treats everyone and charges what’s fair for each illness.”

Robert was unimpressed. “And that’s it?”

Horace shook his head. “Ah, Robert, you are me three months ago. So young!”

That girl, Cure-Master Martinez, at first glance seems beautiful and cool, maybe a bit unapproachable, just a student who hasn't graduated.

In reality, someone who could make all those old chiefs eager to do something for her couldn’t rely on medical skills alone. What mattered most was Cure-Master Martinez herself.

Just as Horace was thinking, his phone rang.

It was Mr. Louis. “Horace, tell us, why is Rosalind’s stream always blacked out? I heard from Mr. Zade we can send tips. How do we do that?”

Robert, who was standing right there, heard this and his hands started to tremble with fear.

Just imagine several high-profile, verified officials all tipping in a small livestream at the same time…