Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 668

Pausing for a second, she slammed her foot onto the gas pedal, her voice turning frantic and thrilled. "Once we meet up with my friends, we'll brainstorm something really fun and entertaining. Tomorrow, we'll take our dear cousin Serena out for a grand old time!"

She punctuated the last few words with heavy, deliberate emphasis, practically dripping with malicious intent.

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The next morning, just as dawn broke over the horizon.

Serena was already awake and out of bed.

Following the prescription she provided, Black Jack had procured several packets of herbs overnight and delivered them directly to her.

Serena took the herbs and headed straight for the hotel's kitchen.

Borrowing the hotel's cooking pots and stoves, she moved with practiced precision—prepping the medicinal ingredients and food items, all while perfectly controlling the heat.

Two separate pots required entirely different herbs and ingredients, but under Serena's expert hands, the process was effortless.

By the time the sky fully brightened and sunlight spilled across the lawns...

The medicinal broths were finally ready.

She carefully packed the meals into two insulated thermoses and carried them over to the private medical center.

It was just past seven o'clock when she arrived at the suite.

Morning rounds were in full swing, leaving the intensive care room bustling with activity.

Several doctors in white coats were gathered around the bed, wheeling in sophisticated equipment to run routine tests on her grandparents.

A nurse was diligently logging the data.

The doctors murmured among themselves as they analyzed the readouts.

Leading the group was none other than Dr. Baldur.

Suddenly, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed doctor barked out an order. "Wait! Mrs. Vinton, you absolutely cannot eat that!"

Her grandmother's hand froze, and she looked up.

The blonde doctor furrowed his brow and strode over to her, his gaze locked intensely on the thermos in her hands.

He sniffed the air, his scowl deepening as he turned a stern glare onto Serena. "Miss, what kind of breakfast did you bring? Why do I smell... medicine? Are you secretly administering drugs to our patients?"

Serena's skill in preparing healing broths was exceptional; the savory food typically masked about eighty percent of the herbal scent.

However, a doctor hyper-sensitive to the smell of medication could still detect the underlying notes.

Serena admitted to it without hesitation. "It's a healing broth I prepared for my grandparents."

"Good God! A healing broth?" A younger doctor pinched his nose, his face contorting with revulsion as he scoffed. "Family member, do you realize this is a top-tier private medical center? Every single thing our patients consume must strictly adhere to the dietary standards set by our facility. You cannot just feed them unknown pharmaceutical substances!"

The other doctors immediately chimed in. "Please do not bring unverified substances into this facility!"