They arrived at Dr. Henry's residence when it was already dark.

Dr. Henry was waiting for them at the village entrance. From a distance, Sadie saw an older man with a white beard standing under a sycamore tree, smoking a cigar while looking into the distance. "That's Dr. Henry." Brenda recognized him at a glance. "It's been 20 years, and he hasn't changed a bit."

"Yeah, I remember when I was a kid, Dr. Henry came to my house, and he was like this. My father said he was very capable and wouldn't age."

Sadie thought of her childhood and inevitably felt a little emotional, thinking of her father.

The car stopped, and Dr. Henry immediately came over with his apprentice, looking at Sadie up and down. "It's been over a decade. You've grown up."

"Dr. Henry, do you remember me?" Sadie asked excitedly.

"Yes, yes." Dr. Henry nodded repeatedly. "You look exactly like your mother!"

Suddenly, mentioning her mother caught Sadie off guard.

"Do you remember me, Dr. Henry? It's Brenda!" Brenda said excitedly. "Twenty years ago, I came here with Mr. Roth. Miss was only three years old at that time."

"I remember." Dr. Henry nodded with a smile, carefully examining Brenda. "You don't seem to be in good health. It's just the right place for you to recuperate with me." "Yes, thank you, thank you!" Brenda thanked him repeatedly.

"Come, let's go inside." Dr. Henry's smile was very warm, like a long-lost relative. "Was the journey smooth?"

"Yes, it was!"

Brenda and Dr. Henry chatted along the way, and soon, the group arrived at Dr. Henry's house.

The courtyard, built with bricks, had a strong disinfectant smell in the front yard, and various herbs were planted in the backyard. Under the sycamore tree in the front yard, a group of chickens and ducks leisurely walked around. A little girl in a floral dress ran out of the kitchen, wearing an apron and holding a spatula in her hand. When she saw Sadie and Brenda, she smiled happily. "The benefactor is here!"

Sadie was stunned.

"This child was critically ill before and needed a kidney transplant. Your father paid for her treatment and later supported her education. So, she has always been grateful to the Roth family," Dr. Henry introduced. "Oh, my father mentioned it before."

Sadie needed a deeper impression. When her father was alive, he helped many people, and this girl, along with Serena, was just one of them.

"Give me your hand!" Dr. Henry ushered Sadie into the house, his focus not on hospitality but on immediately assessing her condition.

Sadie reached out her hand hastily, and Dr. Henry meticulously observed her complexion. He proceeded to draw a blood sample for testing before retreating to the inner room to conduct the analysis. "Let me take you to your room first." The girl said enthusiastically, "I'm Olivia!"

"Olivia, thank you."

Sadie and Brenda followed Olivia to the inner room. The classical-style house, although not luxurious like in the city, was clean and tidy.

Olivia made the beds and packed their luggage. She was ready to take them out to the yard when the apprentice arrived. "Sadie, Dr. Henry is calling for you."

"Okay." Sadie hurried to the examination room, and Brenda followed quickly.

Dr. Henry held the tested blood sample with a serious expression. "This toxin is too strong!"

Sadie was taken aback. Truly, Dr. Henry was a miracle worker to know so quickly that she was poisoned.

"Dr. Henry, can this poison be cured?" Brenda asked anxiously.

"It's hard to say." Dr. Henry furrowed his brow. "I rarely encounter such potent poisons. Whether it can be cured or not, I need to study it first. It will take some time." "How long will it take?" Sadie asked.

"That depends on your luck," Dr. Henry replied. "It could be a few hours, a few days, a few months, a few years, or perhaps it can never be cured."

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