Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

So, Master Lewis, who is usually very particular about his food, clothes, and accommodations, sat on the foam floor mats that the children had laid out for him on the terrace that day. Leaning against the wall with a pillow behind him, he placed his laptop on his lap and typed away.

By his ears, the laughter and banter of the children playing games, and the scent of food wafting from the kitchen through his nose.

Occasionally, Richelle would come over to add some hot tea to his cup or bring him some snacks. He would raise his head, smile at her, and then softly say thank you.

Everything seemed so ordinary, yet comforting and enjoyable, making one want to continue this life forever.

Neither he nor Richelle mentioned the elevator incident from the previous day, and everything seemed to be back to normal.

But something seemed to be different.

In the evening, Richelle received a call from Mr. Chairman Chapman.

“Dr. Dunn, Diana Thompson’s ailment seems to have relapsed. Can you find some time tomorrow so that we can carry out some tests and reassess her condition together?”

Although the Thompsons made a big scene, and James Lewis and his son were not exactly good people, Diana was still her patient.

“Sure, just let me know what time works best for you, and I’ll come straight to you.”

Mr. Chapman was considerate as always, “No need, you can just come at your convenience. Tomorrow morning, I’ll have someone bring her back to the ICU. You can just head to the hospital then.”

Mr. Chapman had always revered Richelle, and after yesterday’s incident, he was even more respectful towards her.

Richelle didn’t say much, she calculated the time and agreed to go to the hospital at ten o’clock.

The next day, after giving Roy acupuncture, Richelle rushed back to the hospital.

Diana had already undergone a series of physical examinations, and Richelle first looked at the results before going to her ward with the chairman.

“How has she been since being sent to the psychiatric department?”

Richelle had been very busy recently and hadn’t inquired about Diana’s condition since the Thompsons caused a commotion.

“It’s been up and down. Her family came to talk to the doctor yesterday, and wanted to take her to a temple for some rituals…”

Richelle frowned, “Still shouting about seeing ghosts all the time?”

Mr. Chapman nodded.

The two entered the ward, and Richelle was taken aback by the sight of Diana, who had a dull, haggard appearance.

“How did it get to this point?”

Mr. Chapman shook his head, “Dr. Devin said that the treatments don’t seem to be working on her.”

Richelle stepped forward slightly, bending down to try and make eye contact with Diana.

“Diana Thompson?”

Diana, who was leaning on the hospital bed with her head down, slowly raised her head after hearing Richelie’s voice.

Her lifeless eyes met Richelle’s gaze, and a look of panic suddenly appeared on her dull face.

She raised her arms and waved them wildly in the air, screaming at the top of her lungs.

“Go away! Don’t bother me! Wuuu—It’s not my fault. Just go! How much money do you want? I’ll burn it for you, whatever you want, I’ll burn it ail for you… all for you…”

Richelle frowned, straightened up, and shook her head at Mr. Chapman.

The two left the ward, and only then did she say, “Mr. Chapman, with her situation, Dr. Devin needs to cure her illness first, the rest can be discussed later.”

“Her family suggested that maybe acupuncture could work for her, and they’re willing to pay any price. They heard that acupuncture has some therapeutic effects in this field.”

Richelle shook her head, “Acupuncture may have some benefits for her, but most likely, because this is probably due to congenital inheritance, it won’t be very effective. We shouldn’t give them false hope.”

Mr. Chapman didn’t insist, and after all, it was his duty to convey the family’s wishes to Richelle. Whether or not she would agree, not even their big boss could decide.

On her way home, Richelle received a call from Hugo Camrey. He told her that he had arranged a meeting with Jayden Dunn the next afternoon, and asked if Richelle would like to join.

Richelle didn’t want to entertain Jayden for the time being and was about to decline. However, for some reason, the image of Diana screaming “There’s a ghost!” in terror flashed through her mind.

A thought raced through her mind.

“I’m not going to see Jayden Dunn, but can you arrange for someone to invite Kiara out tomorrow night?”

It took a moment for Hugo to understand her intentions, and he asked nervously, “Are you planning to confront Kiara and throw down the gauntlet?”

Richelle chuckled, “Of course not, I haven’t had enough fun yet!”

She had been played by the Dunns for over a decade. If she hadn’t been smart and lucky enough, Richelle would’ve become a wandering ghost by now.

Now that she had a fresh start, why would she let them have an easy time?

She briefly explained her thoughts to Hugo, who clapped his hands in amazement over the phone.

“Deal! I’ll arrange it right away! I’ll make sure to give our family’s Autumn Shadow a proper stage to perform on, and let me, the onlooker, enjoy a good show.”

The next day, after giving Roy acupuncture and picking up Timmy, Richelle accompanied the children during lunchtime. After putting them to bed, she left a note detailing her whereabouts briefly and left the house.

Upon reading the note, Timmy was unhappy, but Timothy told him, “Big brother, mommy is a great doctor. She often has emergencies, so once she finishes her work, she’ll come back. All we have to do is behave and wait for her at home.”

Since his younger siblings listened so obediently, Timmy couldn’t make a fuss either.

Instead, he spent the afternoon at home with Mrs. Walker and his younger siblings.

In the evening, Roy went to Richelle’s house. Upon entering without seeing Richelle, he asked Timothy.

“Where’s your mom?”

Roy assumed Richelle was just busy in the bedroom.

Timothy casually replied, “Mom went out to work and said she won’t be back until late.”

Roy frowned, “When did that happen?”

Why didn’t he know?

At this moment, Tifanny ran back to the bedroom and brought out the note Richelle had left for them.

Roy quickly glanced over it, without gathering any useful information.

He then took out his phone and called Richelle.

However, there was only the mechanical female voice saying, “The number you have dialed has been switched off. Please try again later!”

If it were not for the elevator incident, Roy wouldn’t have reacted too much to this.

After all, he knew that doctors don’t keep their phones with them during surgery.

Some doctors simply turned them off.

He called twice, and both times it said she was unreachable, leaving him no choice but to call Mr. Chapman.

“Is Dr. Dunn performing surgery at the hospital today?”

Mr. Chapman was confused, “No, there are no major surgeries today, and Dr. Dunn is still on vacation.”

Roy’s frown deepened, “She said she was going to work, but you don’t know?”

Mr. Chapman was quite helpless, “Sir, although Dr. Dunn is our hospital’s special expert, she has special assignments sometimes that no one is allowed to know about!”

Roy was fuming, and he hung up the phone. Staring at the note, he gritted his teeth and cursed.”

Richelle, you can leave a note for the kids, but not one for me? Would that kill you?