The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Layla expertly placed her slender fingers on Stefan’s wrist, checking his pulse. After a few seconds, her delicate features
wrinkled in concentration.
“What’s wrong? Is my son’s condition serious?” Francine stood beside her, feeling worried seeing Layla’s expression.
After around a minute, Layla finally moved her hand away, and gave a long sigh. “Master Hunt’s pulse is very chaotic, it was
weak yet as fast as a rushing river. It seems like a typical case of cerebral hemorrhage. It’s like it has recently been damaged or
been through trauma. The situation is dire.”
“Th... The brain has been damaged?” Francine looked at Stefan with a heavy heart, unable to process what her darling son had
gone through.
Overwhelmed with guilt, Seraphina snarled at Layla, “You immature child! How dare you say such things when medical experts
just reported that Stefan’s body was in stable condition? Why are you scaring us with all this talk of cerebral hemorrhage? Are
you cursing him?”
Despite looking young, Layla was calm and composed. “Well, this is what I diagnosed from the perspective of a traditional
doctor. If you believe that it is incorrect, Miss Murphy, please feel free to switch hospitals and have another doctor do a full body
checkup on Master Hunt. I believe that the results will be fair then.”
“Easy for you to say! Stefan’s body hasn’t healed yet, and he’s only just gotten better! If he switches hospitals now, he’ll get even
worse!” Seraphina could not allow Stefan to switch hospitals, at least not until the damage in his brain had healed. Otherwise,
the things Jovan and her had done would be exposed, and they would be doomed.
“Miss Murphy, please believe in my skills. Master Hunt’s pulse really is very unusual. Even if we don’t switch hospitals, surely you
would accept a traditional doctor’s methods?” Layla’s words made complete sense, which proved her right to be there. It also
made it impossible for Seraphina to refuse, since it would seem like she was making a fuss again.
Seraphina’s mind raced to find a way out of this. “Oh, I remember something. Last night, Stefan drank a cup of medicinal tea!
Could it be that the tea had some issues that caused his stable condition to change?”
“That could be the case.” Layla nodded. “If I could see the recipe for the tea, it would help.”
“The recipe... Oh yes, there was a recipe!” Seraphina walked over to the trash can, and bent down to retrieve the paper she had
crumpled up earlier. She then handed it to Layla.

“If you really are so renowned, then see if there’s anything wrong with this medicinal tea... but I have no doubt that it must be the
tea that caused it. How else could a perfectly healthy person suddenly get worse after merely drinking medicinal tea?”
Layla took the paper and started to read through it carefully before her expression turned into one of shock. “Wh...Who gave you
this recipe?”
“I was right, wasn’t I? It was all the tea’s fault!” Seraphina cried out in triumph.
She thought to herself, ‘Hmph, I should have known that Everheart would not have left anything useful in the recipe for that
medicinal tea. Good, now I can manipulate them with ease.’
“What’s wrong with the instructions?” Stefan, who had been quiet the entire time, asked in a frosty tone, his expression dark.
“To answer your question, Master Hunt, there is something wrong with this recipe... It’s simply too good to be true! Each
medicinal ingredient in it is nothing special individually, but when combined, they have miraculous effects. It must be the work of
a genius doctor!”