My Fabulous Wife

Chapter 015 The number one brain doctor Her voice came so brusquely that Fiona instantly frowned and turned round, just to find the striking face of Annette, which triggered a shadow of hostility in Fiona’s narrowing eyes.

"Who are you? Bossing us around here?"

Fiona asked stonily.

She furtively glanced over Annette from head to toe and failed to find any designer brand from her outfit.

Where was this shabby dummy from that she dared to comment on Fiona’s medical skill! Annette stared at the old lady with her habitually aloof eyes, hands till in the pockets.

Three seconds later, she said dryly, "Two days."

Simple as her remark was, Veromca could not conceal his relief at hearing it, because that meant no only could Annette cure his mother, but she was quite sure about it.

He explained that to Waynett, "Annette needs two days."

Waynett squinted at Annette, and met with the confident hubris in the flare from her eyes.

"Grandma will revive in two days?"

He asked.

Lancaster had been

over the world and was barely able

door, they could only hope to

raised her eyebrows and said in a drawl, "She will regain consciousness in one hour and totally recover

narrowed his long

had already been pissed off as Annette refused to show respect or answer her question, now laughed in spite of

cost more than an hour, and

"Acupuncture."

answer was

backpack hanging on one shoulder, she stood having one leg bent and exuding

"Acupuncture?!"

Fiona snorted coldly.

nonsense witchcraft! And you are to cure my grandma with that? Are

medics looked at Annette with contempt

illness just within two days? Miss, the science of medicine

brain surgery dares not to brag like that,