“And,”


    the doctor added, “it’s important to understand that recovering from neurological damage is essentially impossible!”


    “Even with the best rehabilitation treatments avable, the improvement will be minimal. If you can manage to walk with crutches again, that’s already a big achievement. God bless you!”


    With that thought in mind, he turned to the attending physician, his expression clearly showing confusion and frustration, as if “F*ck you, uncle” was written all over his face.


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    Forget about the CPU; it felt as if the memory and motherboard had short-circuited as well.


    He couldn’t shake the feeling that all the medical knowledge he had umted over the years waspletely useless.


    After dedicating most of his life to medicine, who had ever witnessed a patient who had just suffered a stroke suddenly getting up and walking around with ease?


    To make matters more astonishing, the elderly man had been courteous to the Queen, dancing and speaking with such energy that even the doctor felt overshadowed!


    Pushing up his sses, he could only exim in awe, “What a medical miracle! Anyone who can reverse a stroke deserves a Nobel Prize!”


    Upon hearing this, Shi When Tiff felt an urge to kick the doctor down the corridor, thinking to himself, “You insufferable fool! Of course, I know it’s a miracle—do you really need to say it?!”


    Howard observed Steve’s astonished and speechless demeanor and felt a mix of pride and embarrassment. “Steve, my dear son, thank you for your devotion. Her Majesty the Queen was touched by your filial piety and sent this special medicine for stroke treatment. I’m now cured!”


    Steve looked at Helena, bewildered, and stammered, “Her Majesty the Queen… what… what in the world is happening?”


    With a gentle smile, Helena looked at Steve and replied earnestly, “Mr. Rothschild, this is the miracle you prayed for, and God has answered your prayers! The miracle has arrived!”


    Steve’s expression was one of shock; he felt as if his heart had sunk deeper than ever. “I… I didn’t actually ask God for any of this!”


    Noticing his distress, Helena tried to maintain herposure. Concerned that Howard might grow suspicious, she said seriously, “Sir, don’t be too shocked. Remember, Matthew 7:7 states, ‘Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you.’ This is God’s kindness to believers!”


    She continued, “Even during the toughest times in my life, I prayed to God daily, encouraging myself with this verse and believing that God would never abandon me!”<fn42e2> Chapters first released on Find1Novel</fn42e2>


    “This led me to a life-changing opportunity, ultimately allowing me to be the Queen of Northern Europe!”


    “So remember, God will never let you walk alone!”


    “My mother…” Steve was left speechless by her words. He was at a loss for words, yet deep down, he felt an overwhelming desire to curse God.


    He never imagined that a situation that had been unfolding so smoothly would suddenly take such a sharp turn!


    And the root of the problem seemed to lie with God!


    Oh no!


    It was all because of Helena!


    No amount of extra heads on his shoulders would have prepared him for the fact that Helena—a Nordic queen and a major inte celebrity from a European royal family—could somehow cure the old man’s stroke and create a genuine… medical miracle.


    It was utterly against all logic!


    It felt as bizarre as having a cleaningdye to your house to tidy up and, upon discovering yourputer’s CPU was broken, crafting an entirely new CPU with a needle and thread.


    The kicker? The CPU she produced was far superior to your original one. How could anyone argue with that!