Chapter 51
Miranda was all smiles and full of warm greetings to Anna, even conducting a further check–up.
Mr. Ashcroft had also been treated by Miranda, but he couldn’t help but feel a bit miffed that she seemed to be ignoring him entirely.
After all, Miranda was the only doctor who had ever been able to ease his condition without meds over these years. So, he had to ask.
Miranda’s treatments wasn’t just about the mood – there was always a price to pay. Whatever the cost, payment was necessary. That was the rule at NexMed Labs.
Their practice wasn’t the everyday traditional medicine.
The art was passed down with high expectations for the healer. They could seemingly snatch someone from the clutches of death, heal the sick, and restore the ailing.
Most folks at NexMed Labs lived long, healthy lives, free from worldly impurities.
They believed in fate, but they also believed they could challenge it. They saw luck as something bestowed by the heavens. If a patient was cured without any cost, it might disrupt both the patient’s and the healer’s fortunes.
Thus, it was a longstanding rule at NexMed Labs that patients must pay a price.
In contrast, modern doctors often stuck to standardized treatments – one symptom, one cure. They paid the price and got the treatment. It didn’t demand much of the doctor beyond proper training.
That was why hospital doctors and the folks at NexMed Labs were worlds apart.
The simplest and most direct price? Money.
Lavinia smiled, defending Miranda. “Mr. Ashcroft, everyone knows Miranda has her own way of doing things.
We don’t interfere with that.”
Ever since Mrs. Anna Lancaster’s recovery, everyone wanted to know more about Miranda. Frankly, folks were lining up for her treatment.
Lavinia kept Miranda’s details under wraps, only letting slip that the Lancaster family had a connection.
This inadvertently brought more prestige to the Lancaster family, thanks to Miranda.
Lavinia never meddled in Miranda’s choices about whom to treat; it was entirely up to Miranda.
Miranda nodded with a smile. Right then, a clear, confident male voice cut through. “I’ll pay, name your price,
Mira.”
Elian strolled over. His long legs in tailored slacks exuded a unique allure.
Despite his casual demeanor, there was an explosive masculinity about him. With a smile tugging at his lips, his gaze was fixed on Miranda.
Mr. Ashcroft frowned. What was with this guy, strutting around like a peacock?
Elian’s emphasis on “Mira” made Miranda’s mouth twitch slightly, assuming he called her that on purpose.
Mr. Ashcroft suddenly stood up. “Uh, Lavinia, how about we take a stroll over there? Been sitting too long, need to stretch my legs.”
Mrs. Anna Lancaster also stood. “Perfect timing, I could use a little walk myself.”
Lavinia, catching on immediately, led them away with a smile.
Once they were gone, only Elian and Miranda remained. Miranda unabashedly let her eyes roam over Elian’s physique.
1/2
09-22
Chapter 5
Though he seemed like a carefree playboy, Miranda noticed that Elian’s posture – whether standing, walking, or lounging – was impeccable.
Even his roguish charm couldn’t overshadow the rugged masculinity that radiated from his frame.
“Name any price I want?”
Elian’s eyes twinkled mischievously as he leaned closer to Miranda, a wicked grin on his lips. “Of course, if you’re satisfied with my body, I could offer it as payment too.”
