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nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

nAs soon as the phone number was removed from the black list, her phone kept beeping.

nIt was the same text message over and over again.

nClaire counted them carefully.

nThere were 66 of them, and each island had a different number.

nDownstairs, there was a lot of noise. The servants were packing up the gifts that Phoebe received today.

nClaire turned off the phone and held a Doraemon doll into her arms, but she couldn’t fall asleep, feeling a little uneasy.

nThe next day was a weekend.

nClaire woke up early. Staying in her room, she randomly took a task from the internet whose price was 500,000 million dollars.

nInvade the back-end system of a company and plant a virus.

nShe tapped on the keyboard with her long slender fingers, dazzlingly fast.

nIn just a few minutes, she earned half a million.

nIn a blink of an eye, however, she donated the money.

nIt wasn’t until noon that Claire stepped downstairs slowly in her slippers.

nIn the hall

nSheldon was sitting at the dining table, his sleeves half rolled up. He was holding a scalpel and cutting a piece of pork skin.

nHe clenched his hands, his back was stiff and he was a little nervous.

nHe moved very carefully.

nThe sharp blade slowly cut through the texture.

n“Your hand should be tilted a bit more.”

nAn indifferent voice floated from behind.

nSheldon was startled and turned his head.

nClaire was leaning on the carved railing at the entrance of the stairs.

nShe had watched it for a long time. She originally didn’t want to remind him, but she couldn’t help it.

n“If you don’t tilt your hand a little, it is easy to cut the capillaries, which is not conducive to stitching.”

nSheldon frowned, disdaining to speak to her, and continued with the ‘operation’.

nAfter cutting, he picked up the needle and thread and started to stitch.

n“You’re stitching too slowly.” Claire yawned lazily like a cat that had just finished basking in the sun. “You’ll be scolded in the operating room if you maintain this speed.”

nSheldon slammed down the needle and thread and stared at Claire coldly. “As a medical student, I know what to do. As a layman, you’d better shut up!”

nClaire gave a lazy smile and said nothing.

nThen she noticed that he had a book at hand, which looked familiar.

n‘Introduction to Medicine’ authored by Venus.

n“Do you like to read Venus’s books?”

nWhen Sheldon heard this name, his body wobbled visibly, and his original gloomy expression became soft.

nUnable to stand his ‘operation’ on the pork skin, Claire put her hands into her pockets and walked towards the gate.

nAt the gate, two servants stood chatting.

n“I heard that Young Master has set his heart on becoming a doctor?”

n“Yes, he tried so hard to get into medical school last year.”

n“He is the only son in the family. If he becomes a doctor, who will inherit the Smiths’ family business in the future? This is gonna be a problem…”

nClaire couldn’t help but stop and asked them. “Why does he want to study medicine?”

nThe servant showed a look of contempt at the sight of her, but she couldn’t resist the desire to gossip, so she said impatiently. “Have you heard of Venus?”

nClaire raised her eyebrows. “Yes.”

nThe servant clutched her chest and said admiringly, “Venus, the hidden miracle-working doctor of the Life-Death Sect. She can cure all kinds of diseases and can even bring back the dead! She has never had a failed operation…”

nClaire almost burst into laughter after hearing this.

nReally? Why didn’t she know that?

nThe servant said even more vigorously, “Last year, Young Master fell seriously ill. The Smiths visited famous doctors all over the country, but no one dared to treat him. Later, with the help of the Johnsons, he was sent into the Life-Death Sect and Venus saved him. From then on, Young Master took Venus as his idol and is now determined to become a good doctor. He worked so hard to enter the Life-Death Sect to meet Venus again one day.”

nThe Life-Death Sect, the hospital created by the king, was directly under the jurisdiction of the king and had the most advanced medical facilities. It was heavily guarded and everything about it was a mystery. Ordinary people were not allowed to enter it.

nThe doctors who could enter the Life-Death Sect were all top-level geniuses who had been carefully evaluated and selected by the king himself. They only took orders from the king.

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