Reborn for Love and Revenge
Chapter 99 Some Truths Are Best Seen but Kept Quiet
Before Evelyn knew it, the weekend had come again.
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On her day off, she hopped on the hospital’s supply truck heading into the city and decided to stop by home.
She had already been in her internship for almost a month. Autumn had arrived in Southville, the air was getting cooler, and it was time to grab some warmer clothes.
She hadn’t told Yvonne she was coming.
When she pushed the door open, Yvonne was just about to leave.
She was dressed up fancy, wearing imported sheer stockings that showed off her slim, shapely legs. Yvonne’s look was striking enough to make anyone turn for a second glance.
Yvonne jumped in surprise, stammering, “Y–you’re back already? Did something happen?”
“Nothing, I just came home for the holiday. Thought I’d pick up some fall clothes,” Evelyn said, scratching lightly at the back of her neck.
Seeing Evelyn’s calm face, Yvonne relaxed and let out a small laugh. “Perfect timing then. Just yesterday, your dad was saying how long it’s been since you came home–he missed you. I’ll call him so he can come back for lunch.”
“Sounds good.” Evelyn nodded.
Again, she scratched her arm gently.
Yvonne went to her room to make the call.
A little later, she came out again, no longer in stockings but in a pair of old faded jeans, her glamorous look gone, replaced by that of a plain housewife:
She pulled some change from her purse, ready to buy groceries.
“I’ll go with you,” Evelyn offered.
Yvonne stiffened instantly,
Evelyn had never gone grocery shopping with her before.
Even though they seemed to get along fine on the surface, both of them had their own little
secrets.
Yvonne had never trusted her.
Evelyn noticed her tension. She flicked her long hair to the side, showing large patches of red
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rashes and scars on her neck and back–enough to make anyone stare.
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“I need to see the old holistic medicine doctor by the market. This isn’t healing, and it’s really driving me crazy,” she said.
Yvonne flinched but quickly connected the dots. Inside, she was thrilled.
She pretended to be worried, leaning in to look. “Oh, my! How did this happen? Did one of your patients give it to you?”
That sounded believable. After all, hospitals were full of illnesses.
It would be normal for Evelyn to catch something there.
But Evelyn shook her head. “Impossible. I always see the same patients. If they had this, I’d know. Plus, this rash itches and burns all over. No one would put up with it without seeing a doctor.”
She paused, then glanced at Yvonne with lazy but sharp eyes. “Actually, I think there’s another reason.”
That steady look made Yvonne’s heart jump.
She had fought with Evelyn many times before and never won. Even a simple look from her was enough to make her nervous.
Has Evelyn already figured everything out?
If so, what will happen next?
Her mind spun with a thousand guesses, but none felt safe.
Trying to keep her voice calm, she asked, “Another reason? Like what?”
“Maybe Brookhaven Hospital’s too damp, and I got eczema. Or maybe it’s just the season changing and I’ve developed allergies,” Evelyn said casually.
Yvonne let out a long breath of relief.
My plan is perfect. Why stress over little details?
Evelyn might be smart, but no one can possibly know everything. Maybe she will never discover the truth in her lifetime.
“You look awfully happy.” Evelyn frowned.
Yvonne didn’t even hide it. “Of course I am. Since you’re sure it’s not contagious, there’s nothing to worry about. Eczema and allergies can be treated. Why wouldn’t I be glad?”
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Her reasoning sounded fine, so Evelyn didn’t push further.
Together, they walked to the clinic near the market.
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This little clinic had been running for more than 20 years and was oddly famous. By 8 a.m., there was always a long line outside.
But the old doctor inside had strict rules: only 100 patients a day. No matter how bad things Hooked, if you were number 101, you were out of luck.
The more picky he was, the more people wanted him to treat them.
That day, Evelyn got lucky–she was patient number 100.
She described her symptoms in detail, even lifting her hair to show the rash and scars, her face. full of discomfort. “It itches all the time. Normally, I can bear it, but during surgery, it’s the worst. My hands are moving nonstop, and I can’t help scratching. It’s unbearable.”
The old doctor, well past 70, peered at her with clear, sharp eyes under his long brows.
He studied the rash carefully, checked her tongue, then bent his head and began writing a prescription.
Yvonne, playing the role of a worried mother, still felt a bit uneasy. What if he sees through something?
She couldn’t resist asking, “Doctor, what exactly is wrong with my daughter? You haven’t said a word, and you’re already writing a prescription.”
“Eczema. I’m prescribing some medicine. She’ll get better with time,” the old doctor said calmly without looking up.
So that’s it. He’s all reputation, but not much skill.
Yvonne’s heart soared with relief.
As soon as he finished, she rushed to pay and collect the medicine.
Evelyn was about to leave when the old doctor spoke again, his voice soft but clear. “Young lady, as a doctor yourself, you know what’s right and what’s wrong. If you treat your body so harshly now, your body will pay you back later.”
He wasn’t the shallow doctor Yvonne thought he was.
Some truths are best seen but kept quiet.
In front of Yvonne, he had chosen to cover for Evelyn, saying nothing.
Hearing his words, Evelyn smiled faintly, her eyes curving like crescent moons, bright and
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innocent. “I came to you because I knew you were skilled. Thank you, doctor. I’ll take the medicine as told. Besides, I trust my body understands. Life is never perfect anyway.”
If everyone has to suffer in life, then surely the body would have to go through some suffering.
“Interesting,” the old doctor said, stroking his long gray beard, his eyes resting on Evelyn. “Once you finish this medicine, come see me again. We may have more to talk about.”
“Alright. See you next time.” Evelyn waved and walked out.
Yvonne, holding the bag of medicine, handed it to Evelyn. Beneath her calm face, there was the tiniest pang of guilt. “It was expensive, but it should be good. Make sure you take it on time, or it’ll be wasted.”
Evelyn smiled softly at her. “I will. Thanks, Mom.”
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