I Stopped Waiting and Started Loving novel Chapter 35

After washing the dishes, she returned to her bedroom.

From the very bottom of her suitcase, she pulled out a few yellowed, frayed medical books.

These were the treasures her grandfather had left her.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, she flipped through the pages one by one under the warm glow of the lamp.

The pages were covered in notes and insights her grandfather had written with a fountain pen years ago.

Even though she had memorized the contents by heart, she still wanted to check again to see if there was any record of nerve damage to the eyes or psychological blindness.

But after searching through the books for half the night, she couldn't find a single relevant case.

Disappointed, Bonnie closed the book and rubbed her aching temples.

She suddenly remembered that her grandfather's most precious antique medical tomes were too heavy and fragile, so she hadn't brought them with her when she left her hometown.

Those rare, complex cases concerning optic nerves were all recorded in those bottom-of-the-trunk antique books.

"Looks like I'll have to find time to make a trip back home."

Bonnie murmured softly as she looked out into the heavy darkness of the night.

...

The next day, Bonnie got up early and gave Quentin his usual acupressure head massage.

Afterward, she went to the market, picked up fresh ingredients, put them in the fridge, and hurried off to Davenport.

Even with all those errands, she was still the first person to arrive at the clinic.

The treatment area, fragrant with medicinal herbs, was quiet. Bonnie sat at the reception desk, deeply engrossed in a medical book she had found there.

Over half an hour later, the sounds of footsteps and conversation began trickling into the hallway.

Knock, knock.

Someone rapped their knuckles twice on the solid wood reception desk.

Bonnie was so focused that she assumed it was a patient. She immediately looked up, reflexively putting on her professional smile. "Hello, do you have an appointment? Which specialist are you—"

Her voice cut off abruptly.

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