After a moment’s thought, Vinson asked, “Are you referring to the famous psychologists?”
“That’s them,” Arielle nodded. “They were the ones who saved my life. They’re also my adoptive parents.”
Vinson’s eyes widened in shock. After several seconds, he found his voice. “No wonder you knew how to treat PTSD. But if I remember correctly, you employed traditional Chanaean medicine, didn’t you? Did the Wilhelms teach you that as well?”
“Yes, they did,” Arielle nodded again. “They are not just psychologists. Being aware of the power of the unexplored branch of medicine, they are conducting deep research on traditional Chanaean medicine. To be more accurate, they wanted to learn ancient Chanaean medicine. That was the reason why they came to the village to learn from an expert who lived in seclusion there. It was by fate that they found me abandoned there and took me with them. That was why I grew up abroad. The rumor of me growing up in the village is a lie i fabricated at great expense.”
“That explains everything...” Vinson stared at her. “Everybody thinks you came from the village. To think that you are the famous adopted daughter of the Wilhelms!”
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