Leticia had never seen her parents so serious before, and for a moment, she felt scared.
She hunched her shoulders and bit her lower lip, but she didn't apologize.
Because she didn't think she had done anything wrong.
Of course, Mr. and Mrs. Walsh noticed this too.
Ernest's face darkened again as he threatened, "If you don't apologize, I'll have someone lock you up. You'll stay there until you realize your mistake."
"It's time for you to reflect on how a lady should behave," Mrs. Walsh chimed in.
Hearing this, Leticia clenched her fists in anger but had no choice but to lower her head.
She didn't want to be locked up.
"I'm sorry, Miss Jones. I was just too worried about my grandfather and spoke out of turn. I hope you won't hold it against me."
Deanna, looking at the woman who clearly didn't want to apologize but had to, responded calmly, "I've heard this a lot lately. I hope Miss Walsh means it this time, or I will hold you accountable."
With that, she turned away from Leticia and explained Old Walsh's condition to Mr. and Mrs. Walsh.
"As mentioned before, Old Walsh has severe liver inflammation. I transferred the pus from his liver to his lungs to induce vomiting. This treatment is taxing and somewhat harmful to the body, but it can be recovered later. So while Old Walsh doesn't look well now, if he gets through today without further complications, he'll improve."
"I see. We appreciate your efforts, Dr. Deanna," Hassan said with a slight smile.
As they spoke, a servant entered with a tray holding three porcelain bowls.
"Mr. Hassan, the ginseng tea you requested is ready, and so is the medicine for Old Walsh," the servant said respectfully.
"Give the ginseng tea to Miss Jones and Old Hughes. I'll take care of my grandfather's medicine," Hassan instructed.
Deanna and Old Hughes accepted the ginseng tea without hesitation and drank it.
Leticia watched her cousin feed their grandfather his medicine, a malicious glint in her eyes.
After taking the medicine, Old Walsh seemed exhausted.
Seeing this, everyone left the room.
Noticing Deanna's fatigue, Hassan gently suggested, "Miss Jones, you should rest for a while. I'll have someone notify you when lunch is ready. Old Hughes, you should rest too. You've worked hard this morning."
Deanna and Old Hughes didn't refuse and soon returned to their rooms.
In the hallway, only Mr. and Mrs. Walsh and the Hassan siblings remained.
Mr. and Mrs. Walsh gave Leticia a stern look and reminded her once more, "Dr. Deanna is our guest. If you offend her again and anger your grandfather or Old Hughes, you'll face the consequences!"
With that, they left without waiting for Leticia's reaction.
Hassan noticed her dark expression and frowned. He added, "I'll arrange for an etiquette teacher to give you lessons again. We can't have you embarrassing the Walsh family."
Leticia's face froze at his words.
"Hassan, that's not necessary," she protested.
But Hassan was firm. "Learn from the etiquette teacher properly."
He then turned and left, leaving Leticia fuming in the hallway.
"Damn it! It's all because of you that I've lost face! I won't let you get away with this!" Leticia muttered through gritted teeth, blaming Deanna for everything.
Unaware of this, Deanna felt much better after a nap.
Later, she had dinner with the Walsh family and then went to the temporary pharmacy they had set up to prepare herbs.
She lost track of time until her phone buzzed with a message from Lance.
"Have you eaten?" it read.
Deanna hesitated to reply but then received a video call from Lance.
Startled, she initially wanted to hang up but somehow ended up answering it.
Lance's flawless face appeared on the screen, his deep voice following soon after.
"What are you doing? Why didn't you reply?"
"I was making pills and my hands were busy," Deanna lied without missing a beat.
Lance didn't seem to care whether it was true or not.
He gazed deeply at the woman on the screen. Even though they hadn't seen each other for just a day, he felt an overwhelming longing for Deanna within him.
Fortunately, he controlled his emotions and asked calmly, "How is the patient's treatment going?"