Wendy looked Ang in the eye. "I made this medicine for you. Te one pill every day, and your legs will slowly regain feeling Eventually, you''ll be able to stand again."


    Ang was stunned. "What did you say?"


    She never expected Wendy to prepare medicine for her. She had even imagined her legs could ever support her again.


    The maid standing behind them was equally shocked. “Ms. Wendy are you serious? Can Mrs. Ang stand again? She''s seen the best doctors and has been in a wheelchair for over twenty years Everyone said there was no hope-that she would be confined to a wheelchair for life."


    Wendy smiled slightly. "Being stuck in a wheelchair for life is the worst-case scenario. No side effects can be worse than that. So trust me and take this medicine. If you''re worried, feel free to have specialist Inspect the ingredients, just in case someone tries to use this as a trap against me."


    Ang was silent for a long time, unable to fully process it. The fact that Wendy had made medicine for her was too shocking to grasp


    Then Be, with her innocent, childlike smile, chimed in, "Mommy is the wonder doctor, Dr. Cen. If she says you can stand, then you''ll stand for sure."


    Ang looked at Wendy. "I-"


    "Your legs were paralyzed during childbirth," Wendy said quietly. I examined you three years ago, The only thing missing was one ingredient. I''ve found it and made the pills. Consider this a small favor from me. No need to thank me."


    Ang was still overwhelmed, unsure of what to say.


    Wendy bent down and scooped up Be in her arms. "I have to go now. Goodbye."


    Carrying Be, Wendy left.


    Be waved her little hand. "Bye..."


    Wendy and Be disappeared from sight.


    The maid was nearly in tears, ovee with excitement.


    "This is amazing! Ms. Wendy actually gave you medicine-she''s the wonder doctor, Dr. Cen! I heard she can even treat terminal illnesses. You should take


    one pill right now. I believe you''ll be able stand again soon."


    The maid poured out a pill and handed it to Ang, who swallowed it.


    "How do you feel?"


    Ang felt a warm wave spread through her chest after swallowing the pill, slowly flowing down to her numb legs.


    Her legs, numb all these years, suddenly felt warmth.


    She gasped.


    "I think...my legs are feeling something."


    "Really? That''s wonderful! Take one pill every day, and soon you''ll be standing again."


    Tears filled Ang''s eyes. She had never dared to dream she would stand again. She had long epted she was paralyzed.


    "I''m not just praising Ms. Wendy because she gave you medicine," the maid added. "She''s truly different from Ms. Larson and all those other high-society daughters. There''s a reason Mr. Hawk can''t stop thinking about her."


    Ang stared in Wendy''s direction, but said nothing.


    She soon returned to the family estate and called Stanley''s number but Zayn? answered.


    "Hello, Mrs. Ang, Mr. Hawk is currently in a meeting. I can help you pass a message if you''d like."


    "I don''t have anything urgent. I just wanted to ask if he''ll befg home tonight,” Ang replied.


    "He''ll be workingte at the office tonight, so he won''t being home."


    "And what about the injury on his forehead? Has it been treated?"


    Ang still loved her son deeply. Her heart ached as she thought about how she had hurt him.