His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 645 Important Guests.

“All right, thank you. I’ll come over once I’m finished with my tasks here,” said Josiah. He never intended to stay at the health center indefinitely, causing trouble for Lysander. Unable to resist Blaine’s warm invitation, he could only accept.

Blaine then asked warmly, “Don’t hesitate to ask if you need any something. What tasks do you have left?”

Josiah, planning to stay a few more days, naturally had to be honest. “The medicine previously moved to the health center is all at the front. I haven’t had time to sort it out and place it in the pharmacy, I plan to organize it with Dr. Thorne.”

He knew Lysander all too well, aware that she would never be at case just leaving the medicine piled up as

It was.

Blaine took charge of the situation with a single, decisive gesture.

“There’s no need to fret over that. You don’t have to worry. I’ll just call back the folks who helped move the medicine earlier to distribute it. When they were unloading the medicine from the vehicle, didn’t Dr. Thome already clarify which ones were anti–inflammatory medicine and which ones were cold medicine? Plus, the nurses are available as well.”

Without waiting for Lysander and Josiah to speak again, Blaine had already turned around on his own to call someone over. Despite his advanced age, his steps were remarkably steady.

For the first time, Josiah encountered a situation that even he couldn’t dissuade in time. He couldn’t help but say. “The people here are truly warm–hearted. No wonder you don’t want to leave.”

Lysander saw his surprise and asked casually, “Did you see the cured meat hanging in the dorm and the table full of ingredients?”

“Yes,” Josiah nodded. “I thought it was a local custom here, so I didn’t ask.”

Lysander sighed lightly as she began to recount the events of the morning-

“All those are gifts from the villagers, given in gratitude for our help in delivering a baby for a woman in labor last night. It was a difficult labor. The people here might have never seen the world beyond their village, leading a secluded life, yet they’re genuinely kind–hearted. If they want to thank you, they’ll treat you with all they have. Living here, you’ll truly feel at ease. Life becomes so simple,” she said.

relationships in the city couldn’t offer her.

to the countryside to cleanse their souls. If everyone lived this simply, it would indeed be a return to one’s true self.

“Today is only the first

as he sincerely asked,

a second thought, Lysander said, “We need

had almost joked with him. She quickly regained her seriousness and

the small building ahead, reflecting on the inconvenience she had experienced the previous day when she was delivering a baby and looking for shots. “The conditions

a shortage of doctors and medicine, any waste was enough to cause a pang of distress. Lysander

agreed, replying, “All

Lysander, he immediately called the staff who were still in Harborbrook. He instructed them to purchase a refrigerator as soon

arranging the medicines with the villagers and was about to ask if they needed help with anything else. He overheard Lysander and Josiah discussing the

startled, stepping forward with concern, asking,

eyes. “I really can’t thank

she felt a warmth in her heart. “Don’t take it to heart too much. W–We’re here to provide medical support, so it’s only natural that we do our best within

save herself the trouble of explaining, she vaguely told him everything related to Josiah.

He spent quite some time wiping away his tears before he could stop. Seeing the concern on the faces of Lysander and Josiah,

spare embarrassment. “As for the refrigerator, it’s probably still a few days away on

still visibly thrilled. “It’s great that we have something to use. We’ve thought about adding some equipment to the health center in the past, but no matter how Alan and I crunched the numbers, we just couldn’t spare any extra funds. Given the

serious matters were discussed, he slapped his thigh and said, “It’s almost noon! We have important guests in the village, so we

the countryside, chicken soup was considered the height of luxury. Even expectant mothers could only have it when they needed to bolster their health. running after him, pleading. “Please, don’t! Keep the chicken for the eggs. It

well aware of the value of the chicken, but it was precisely for this reason that he insisted on serving it to his important guests. He firmly stated, “We can always raise another chicken, but good folks like you and Mr. Guerra are truly hard to come by.

all. As for

had delayed the chicken’s death sentence by half