Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle novel Chapter 3453

If Shanks’ prescription could help Hera sleep earlier, that would not be a bad thing.

“Then I need to be treat…” Hera paused for a moment, realizing she could not say the word treatment. That would imply she was sick, and she could not let people know that. Instead, she corrected herself and asked, “How long will I need to take this herbal medicine?”

“You can stop when your test results are back to normal,” replied Luca as she picked up the medical waste and headed out of the room.

Gerald followed closely behind and asked with curiosity, “Ms. Craw, how long is that?”

“How long is a standard treatment cycle?” Luca asked in return.

Gerald pondered for a moment. “Usually about a month?”

“The average endocrine cycle for women is three months, so the minimum duration for proper regulation is three months,” explained Luca.

Although Abel could take action at any time, there was no way Hera could endure three full months of treatment.

However, until Abel made his move, she would have to keep taking the medicine.

Gerald shuddered. “Three months of drinking that awful stuff? I’d rather die.”

Luca shot him a glare. “For someone who values their life so much, if you had to choose between three months of herbal medicine and death, which would you pick?”

Gerald chuckled sheepishly. “Ms. Craw, no need to take it so seriously. If three months of herbal medicine was the only way to survive, of course, I’d choose the medicine. But seriously, what’s wrong with Ms. Sanchez? Why does she need to take herbal medicine for so long?”

Gerald’s curiosity was burning, especially now that the question had popped into his head.

If he did not get his questions answered, he would feel restless and uneasy.

“Does taking herbal medicine automatically mean there’s something wrong?” Luca dodged the question, unwilling to risk Gerald’s loose lips.

“Well, not necessarily…” Gerald shook his head. “But it’s still strange, isn’t it? Why would someone perfectly fine need to drink that stuff for three months?”

He held up three fingers for emphasis.

As they reached the second-floor hallway, Luca turned to him. “Do you think your body is in perfect health?”

“Of course! I eat well and sleep great. Ever since I started practicing the fighting skills Lucius taught me, I feel like I can breathe more easily. My body has never felt better!” Gerald answered confidently.

Luca glanced at him. “That’s what you think. But if someone took your pulse, you’d probably end up needing herbal medicine too. That doesn’t mean you’re unhealthy; it just means your body could use some fine-tuning.”

Gerald shivered at the mention of drinking herbal medicine himself. “I get it now! So, Ms. Sanchez isn’t actually sick. She’s just trying to improve her health. That’s what you mean, right?”

Luca did not respond. She simply walked straight into the lab.

Gerald frowned but headed downstairs.

Meanwhile, Abel stood in the shadows of the balcony. Only after they had all left did he step out.

Hera’s body was fine?

Good.

He would never allow an unhealthy person to be a donor for his Kassy.

Abel made his way down the stairs.

…

Inside the lab, Shanks asked, “Did she finish it?”

“She did. Seems like she values her life, after all,” replied Luca as she sorted the medical waste.

“It's not about valuing her life,” Shanks said bluntly. “She just doesn’t want to waste money.”

Luca blinked in surprise. He was not wrong.

If Abel had not given Hera so many benefits, there was no way she would have stayed here, let alone forced herself to drink all that bitter herbal medicine.

Recalling Vivian’s situation, Luca said, “Mr. Shanks, I’d like to take a leave the day after tomorrow.”

Just as she was about to ask why he had smiled, Shanks said, “Go ahead. If you run into anything difficult, you can ask me.”

Luca’s eyes widened in surprise.

Shanks was willing to help if she could not handle it?

That would be great.

He was a true expert, an all-rounder in the medical field.

“Thank you, Mr. Shanks.” Luca sincerely expressed her gratitude.

Shanks shook his head, as though to say it was no big deal.

Still, Luca knew better. Having Shanks’ help this time was a huge favor.

She picked up her phone and sent a message to Luke: [I can go see Vivian the day after tomorrow. There’s a chance someone might follow me, so it’s best if they stay at a hotel.]

After hitting send, she deliberately left out the fact that she had been slapped. If Luke found out about it, there was no telling what kind of drastic action he might take.

Besides, with Shanks’ anti-swelling medicine, her face would probably be fine by then.

A reply came almost instantly. [Alright. I’ll let Ray know. Is everything okay on your end?]

[Everything’s fine. All normal. I need to get back to work.] Luca sent the message and absentmindedly touched her face.

Just as she glanced at the time and was about to head to the kitchen to make lunch, Shanks’ voice interrupted her thoughts.

“You just sent the good news and left out the bad?”

“What?” Luca looked at him, confused. Sending the good news and leaving out the bad?

“You didn’t tell him you got slapped?” Shanks did not specify who he was, but they both knew exactly who he meant.