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It was only until the luxury car disappeared from view that a young onlooker checked his phone, saying “Do any of you know what brand that car is that just picked up the old lady?”

“No idea.”

“It’s a Tuatara.”

Tuatara?

What kind of car is that?

All they knew was that brands like Mercedes, BMW, and Audi were luxury cars.

Could it be that the car that picked up the old lady isn’t even a luxury car?

The young man continued: “That Tuatara just now, there’s only ten of them in the world. It’s worth a 100 million.”

A hundred million!

Although they knew the old lady was not an ordinary person, they had no idea that her car was worth a 100 million.

There’s no doubt about it – the old lady’s status was extraordinary.

If they could curry favor with such a powerful figure, they wouldn’t have to work for three generations. The crowd deeply regretted not helping the old lady earlier, especially the young man who first saw her fall.

He squandered potentially immense wealth right there.

At this point, he was so regretful that he felt like slapping himself.

“Miss Thompson,” Angus Wilson was already waiting at the door, knowing that Viola Thompson would come for a follow-up appointment today.

“Mr. Wilson.”

Following behind Viola, Angus Wilson had a respectful expression, continuing, “Miss Thompson, I haven’t been sleeping properly these past few days. Could you take a look at me after you see Edith?”

Viola looked up at him.

Angus Wilson had a yellowish complexion, his eyes were somewhat cloudy, and he had a white tongue coating, indicating that he was weak and heat-damp.

“Do you often feel dizzy and have a poor appetite?” Viola continued to ask, “Do you cough up phlegm in the morning and evening?” “Yes, yes, yes.” Angus Wilson immediately nodded.

Viola was really amazing!

With one look, she knew all his symptoms.

She truly was a Divine Doctor.

“It’s not a big problem,” Viola continued. “You can go home and have stew made from gourds, barley, and eel soup every evening for three days. That should relieve the symptoms.”

“I don’t need to take medication?” Angus Wilson was a bit puzzled.

He had taken many kinds of western medicine from the hospital without any relief, so simply stewing eel soup could solve the problem?

Viola slightly smiled, “All medicine is poisonous to a degree. Just try it my way first.

“Okay!” Angus Wilson nodded.

As they were speaking, they had arrived at Edith Bennett’s room.

Angus Wilson continued, “Miss Thompson, I’ll wait outside. Call me if you need me.”

“Alright.”

Viola, carrying her medical kit, walked into the room.

“Miss Thompson, you’ve arrived!” Edith, who was practicing on the guzheng, looked extremely happy to see Viola coming over.

“How have you been feeling these past few days?”

Edith responded, “Very well. It’s just that being stuck inside the house is a bit boring. Miss Thompson, when can I go out for a walk and get some sunshine?”

“After we remove the gauze.”

Edith counted the days, “That’s still ten days away then.”

“Yes.” Viola took out the acupuncture bag.

Edith took off her coat and lay on the bed.

Viola clutched a silver needle in her hand, poking each one into every major acupoint on Edith’s back.

An hour later, the acupuncture session was over.

Edith was looking forward to the day the gauze was removed, “Miss

Thompson, thank you.”

Viola slightly smiled, “You can thank me after you get better.”

Edith looked at Viola, “You are really beautiful when you smile, Miss Thompson!”

Viola, naturally good-looking, was especially attractive when she laughed.

Edith suddenly understood why, in ancient times, there would be emperors obsessed with beauty.

If she were emperor and encountered a beauty like Viola, she’d be infatuated too.

With a mocking smile, Viola glanced back, “Are you saying I usually don’t look good?”

“Of course not!” Edith quickly defended, “Miss Thompson, you are the most beautiful girl I’ve seen. Even the First Maiden of River City can’t compare to you!”

Packing up her medical kit, Viola smiled, “Keep your diet clean these next few days. I’ll be back in ten days.”

“Alright.” Edith nodded, “So I don’t need acupuncture anymore?”

“Yes.” Viola casually picked up a pen, pulling her hair back and revealing her fair and beautiful neck, “But you still have to take the herbal medicine.”

“No problem.” Edith called out, “Uncle, please escort Miss Thompson out.” Harriet Bennett and Linda Wilson were out, so only Angus Wilson was present.

“Coming.” Angus Wilson came from outside.

The rain outside had already stopped, and Viola turned down Angus Wilson’s offer to drive her home.

Looking at Viola’s retreating figure biking away, Angus mused, “Why can’t I have such a good daughter?”

What kind of parents could raise such a daughter?

When he arrived home, Angus Wilson immediately ordered the kitchen to prepare gourd and barley soup with eel.

The eel was very fishy, and it was even worse when stewed with gourd and barley.

Mrs. Wilson questioned, “That Miss Thompson you were talking about, is she really that capable? This thing smells awful. You better not drink it! Tomorrow, I’m taking you to visit a traditional Chinese clinic.”

Angus Wilson took a big sip, “What do you know! Miss Thompson is the real

Divine Doctor, she said drinking for three days will make me better.”Would a real divine doctor be unable to even prescribe a medicine!

Mrs. Wilson sneered, “Just wait to be tricked! I don’t care about you.”

After all, it’s just a bowl of soup, it won’t harm her body. In three days, Angus Wilson will realize these things are useless and will go to the hospital with her.

When passing by a night market, Viola Thompson packed a serving of hot and sour noodles.

She didn’t feel like eating with the Thompson family.

Today is the second day LW posted a task on Talent Network.

The task had been picked up by countless people.

But none of them could eliminate the virus.

In desperation, LW had to rebuild their official website again and again, but no matter how many times it was rebuilt, it was hacked in an instant.

Viola Thompson was sitting at the computer desk, eating hot and sour noodles while opening the Talent Network webpage.

Seeing the task posted by LW, Viola Thompson slightly raised her eyebrows.

1 million tokens!

LW is indeed generous.

Viola Thompson lightly hooked her lips and clicked to accept the task.

Five minutes later, the LW official website was restored.

At the same time.

Ding!

1 million tokens were credited to Viola Thompson’s Talent Network account.

Finally, the virus was cleared and all the top executives of LW were moved to tears.

The international website forums also exploded.

[LW’s official website is back to normal! I heard that Country Polluton has reinforced its firewalls this time, even the most skilled hackers are helpless.] [I have to say, Country Polluton is indeed somewhat capable.]

[Damn, damn, damn! You guys, go look at LW’s official website! It’s been hacked again and the countdown has been reset to 72 hours!]

[Haha, I reckon the person who removed the virus is the Milk Tea Master himself. After making a cool one billion, he restored the website to its original state!]

[I guess LW must be doubting their existence now.]

[Upvote to the above comment.]

At the same time.

At a child aid base in a certain impoverished mountainous area.

“Ah!” A scream came from the finance office.

“Xiao Xu, what’s wrong?” Some colleagues curiouslv looked at Xiao Xu.

Xiao Xu pointed at the computer screen, “Some, someone anonymously donated 10 million to us!”

“You must have added an extra zero?”

It was simply impossible for a one-time anonymous donation to be 10 million.

Normally, large donations either come from corporations or celebrities. If they make donations, they would want world to know, why would they donate anonymously?

“No! Count it yourself!”bender

“Tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, millions! Damn! It really is 10 million!”

The same thing also happened at the Show Village Red Cross, a free lunch for children in a certain impoverished mountainous area, a child welfare institution, a stray cat and dog rescue station…

A total of ten non-profit organizations.

The total amount added up to exactly one billion.

“Sir, madam, Patriarch Lentz, Mr. Lentz, and Mrs. Lentz have arrived,” said the Thompson family’s housekeeper who briskly walked into the living room.

“Please, ask them in,” said Reg Thompson with a smile.

“Of course.’

In a short while, footsteps could be heard outside.

Reg Thompson and Olga immediately stood up to greet their guests.

“Patriarch, you’ve gone to great trouble to come here yourself! Aren’t you making us younger generations feel inferior?” the courteous words of Reg Thompson were indeed eloquent.

Patriarch Lentz smiled, “It should be this way, we’re all one family, there’s no need to speak as if we are two.”

Olga laughed with hidden sarcasm.

This old man is certainly good at taking advantage!

The Lentz’s third son is such a good-for-nothing that they actually had the audacity to bring up the matter of an engagement proposal.

“Please have a seat,” said Olga, taking Mrs. Lentz’s hand, “Eleanor, we haven’t seen each other for awhile.’

Once everyone was seated and had exchanged a few pleasantries, Patriarch

Lentz got straight to the point, “Reg, I’ve come to discuss the children’s matter. The day after tomorrow is the engagement ceremony we agreed upon, I’ve arranged everything in advance, please take a look and see if there’s anything inappropriate.”

As he spoke, Patriarch Lentz handed Reg Thompson a red piece of paper.

Reg Thompson took the red paper, without even looking, “Patriarch, you arrange however you see fit, the fact that our eldest daughter can attract your attention is already her marrying up.”

Olga immediately nodded, “Exactly, it’s definitely our eldest daughter’s good

fortune.”

The words from the couple emphasized it was their eldest daughter.

But Patriarch Lentz didn’t give it a second thought.

After all, the Thompsons only have one daughter.

Upon seeing Reg Thompson and Olga’s attitudes, he sighed a breath of relief.

He knew that Reg Thompson and Olga were not the kind to go back on their word.

“Why isn’t Emma here?” asked Eleanor Armstrong..