"Of course, I can leave," Anastasia said calmly. "But I can assure you, given your mother's condition, I'm likely the only one who can help. Are you certain you don't need me?"
Anastasia wasn't boasting. She dared to say this because she had encountered this exact illness in her past life.
At the time, she hadn't met the patient in person, only hearing about a case where doctors all over the country had failed to find a cure. Eventually, someone had reached out to her through Penelope.
She had studied the case diligently for over two weeks and had finally come up with a treatment plan.
But before she could administer it, she had died.
When Bruno contacted her this time, he hadn't known the nature of Mrs. West Sr.'s illness, so she hadn't made the connection. It was only after arriving and learning the specifics of the situation that it all clicked into place.
But to Cheryl, her words sounded ridiculous.
How could an unknown young woman dare to make such a grand claim? She wasn't afraid of making a fool of herself!
"You needn't worry about that, Ms. Sterling!" she said curtly.
She turned to her mother. "Mom, I know a truly brilliant doctor. I've already contacted her, and she's agreed to come treat you. We shouldn't let just anyone experiment on you! What if they make things worse?"
Her mother hesitated for a moment, then agreed, offering an apologetic look to Anastasia.
Anastasia gave a serene smile. "It's quite all right. In that case, I'll be on my way."
She didn't linger or argue. If the patient and their family didn't want her treatment, there was no reason to force the issue.


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