Pausing for a second, she slammed her foot onto the gas pedal, her voice turning frantic and thrilled. "Once we meet up with my friends, we'll brainstorm something really fun and entertaining. Tomorrow, we'll take our dear cousin Serena out for a grand old time!"
She punctuated the last few words with heavy, deliberate emphasis, practically dripping with malicious intent.
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The next morning, just as dawn broke over the horizon.
Serena was already awake and out of bed.
Following the prescription she provided, Black Jack had procured several packets of herbs overnight and delivered them directly to her.
Serena took the herbs and headed straight for the hotel's kitchen.
Borrowing the hotel's cooking pots and stoves, she moved with practiced precision—prepping the medicinal ingredients and food items, all while perfectly controlling the heat.
Two separate pots required entirely different herbs and ingredients, but under Serena's expert hands, the process was effortless.
By the time the sky fully brightened and sunlight spilled across the lawns...
The medicinal broths were finally ready.
She carefully packed the meals into two insulated thermoses and carried them over to the private medical center.
It was just past seven o'clock when she arrived at the suite.
Morning rounds were in full swing, leaving the intensive care room bustling with activity.
Several doctors in white coats were gathered around the bed, wheeling in sophisticated equipment to run routine tests on her grandparents.
A nurse was diligently logging the data.
The doctors murmured among themselves as they analyzed the readouts.
Leading the group was none other than Dr. Baldur.
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