Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 847

Even the most renowned doctor in Glendale was unable to provide a diagnostic result in such a short time.

Julian looked at Helen fearfully and doubtfully. Before Helen could speak, he rushed into the room.

Kiara lay silently on the bed, looking like a lifeless body from afar.

"Kiara?" Julian approached her carefully. The room was dead silent, without any response.

His heart sank, and his legs went weak, collapsing on the spot with a pale face. "I'm sorry, Kiara! I shouldn't have put you in the hands of the murderer…"

The next second, a feeble sound came from the bed. "Dad, what are you doing?"

Startled, Julian quickly rose from the ground and came to the bedside. He grabbed Kiara's hand and shed tears of excitement. "I'm glad you're fine. I'm glad you're fine."

"Who said that she's fine?" Standing at the door expressionlessly, Helen took out a list from her pocket and tossed it onto the floor. "Give her the prescription written on this for a month."

"We'll be sure to do it." Julian nodded respectfully.

Kiara couldn't comprehend why her father was so respectful to Helen. She wanted to say something, but she was too weak to speak.

Shawn glanced at the prescription on the floor and coughed a little. Holding his fist against his lips, he cast a knowing gaze at Helen in front of him.

Helen was really wicked. The woman on the bed would probably lose her sense of taste if she took the prescription for a month.

"Don't forget what you've promised me," Helen reminded calmly.

"Don't worry. I'll get my accountants to divide the assets right away and deposit them to your account once they are cleared," Julian replied.

Helen shot a cold glance at the bed before striding downstairs.

Oliver was rendered speechless and forcibly changed the topic out of panic. "But they want to break my leg. Helen, can you bear to ignore me?"

"Of course not." Helen took out a pack of herbal medicine from her pocket and tossed it onto his hands.

"I made this myself, and it is the best painkiller. Take a pack of it after your leg is broken, and I guarantee you that you'll feel no pain in just one day."

Then, she gave Oliver a pat on the shoulder and headed out.

She paused after a few steps and turned around to remind him, "By the way, this stuff comes with a side effect—you'll feel ten times the pain after one day. Please use it cautiously."

She wasn't a quack, and it was necessary to give medical advice.

Oliver froze on the spot.