She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 671: Selah, the Genius of the Edwards Family

Cheyenne grunted softly, indicating that she didn't need to worry about the pain. She instructed Yvonne to massage it with medicinal brews, assuring her that everything would be fine.

After all, Yvonne was not a medical professional, so she followed Cheyenne's instructions clumsily, like an inexperienced student, step by step. Unfortunately, most of the skilled medical practitioners here were men, and the bruises on Cheyenne's body were in relatively hidden places. She couldn't handle them herself, so she had to rely on Yvonne.

After applying a hot towel, they poured one-third of a bowl of white wine. They burned some Panax notoginseng, crushed it into powder, and added it to the bowl.

Yvonne lit the wine with a lighter and quickly scooped it up with her hand, vigorously massaging the bruised area. This could promote blood circulation and stimulate the meridians, which would help the wound heal faster and reduce the pain. Otherwise, Cheyenne would have to sleep on her side tonight.

Yvonne's care made Cheyenne feel a hint of maternal warmth. In a place where she couldn't see, Cheyenne's eyes became slightly red. She remembered the unusual behavior of the wild man when she mentioned her mother, Selah, which piqued her curiosity about her mom.

Suddenly, she tilted her head, and her pure and fair face was enveloped in a faint golden glow under the light. Her skin was so smooth that not even pores could be seen. Cheyenne appeared with rosy lips, white teeth, and bright, beautiful eyes. She was like a living doll.

A soft feeling of affection rose in Yvonne's heart. Everyone enjoyed seeing beautiful things. She believed that most girls were enthusiastic about dressing up their dolls when they were young, and this childhood joy was manifested in dressing up their own daughters when they grew up.

Yvonne hadn't married or given birth, so she couldn't experience such joy naturally. However, every time she attended a gathering and saw her friends with their daughters or granddaughters, who looked like little princesses, she couldn't help but feel envious.

Now, seeing Cheyenne's exquisite appearance and fair complexion, just lying there motionless like a delicate doll, made her feel itchy in her heart. She really wanted to comb her hair and buy clothes for her... her affection for Cheyenne grew stronger.

"Cheyenne, if it hurts, just tell me. Don't bear it," Yvonne said.

"I'm fine," Cheyenne replied.

She was never like a flower sheltered in a greenhouse. From a young age, Cheyenne understood a profound truth - a child without an umbrella must run hard to avoid being wet when it was raining.

"Yvonne, have you ever seen my mother when you were young? What kind of person was she?" Cheyenne asked this question, momentarily leaving Yvonne stunned. Her movements slowed down, and the blue flames on her fingertips lingered for a while. Feeling a slight burn, she snapped out of it and hurriedly blew out the blue flames in her hand. Her fingertips were already bright red.

She reminisced about Selah for a while. It had been such a long time, nearly twenty years in the blink of an eye. Time had passed to the point where only a vague impression remained in her mind, and she could only remember Selah's name clearly.

"I have certainly seen her. She was a very good and capable person, intelligent and beautiful, but most importantly, kind," Yvonne replied.

"Intelligent? But all I've heard since I was young is that she was a fool," Cheyenne said, her eyes filled with anger, resentment, and even a hint of grievance.

Seeing this, Yvonne frowned. Deep furrows formed at the corners of her eyes, her expression darkened, and her voice became impassioned as she defended Selah.

"Those were just the opinions of average people, Cheyenne. Your mother was the true genius of the Edwards family!

"The Thirteen Needles were once lost, and only the first eleven were known. Even your grandfather never discovered the secrets of the last two needles. But she, with her comprehension, managed to recreate them," Yvonne exclaimed.NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

"Back then, during that groundbreaking surgery that shocked the world, it was Selah who treated the President. She had just turned eighteen at the time, around the same age as you."

Eighteen. Cheyenne thought about her own eighteenth birthday, the time when she discovered the secrets of the thirteenth needle.

It turns out that Cheyenne's mother, who was referred to as a "foolish beauty" by everyone, was not as simple as she appeared on the surface.

The so-called groundbreaking

surgery refers to when the President

of Metshire visited Chulae

twenty-five years ago. On his way, he fell victim to an assassination attempt and suddenly collapsed during a state banquet, experiencing cardiac arrest. Content befongs

His heart was located on the left side, and his rejection capability was beyond ordinary. The success rate of a heart transplant was less than ten percent, and given the tense relations between the two countries, the Metshire royal family refused to allow the surgery.

Since Western medicine was not an option, they had to try traditional medicine. The four halls gathered together, but they were all at a loss.

As the Metshire President was on the verge of dying, numerous conspiracy theories began to circulate, and public opinion turned against Chulae. If he truly died in Chulae, it would undoubtedly lead to inevitable trouble between the two nations.

At that time, President Abel had just taken office, and the success of Metshire's diplomacy was his first calling card in the world. If something went wrong at this moment, it would undoubtedly affect his leadership.

Just when everyone was at a loss, the underestimated "foolish" member of the Edwards family appeared-a young girl who had just turned eighteen. Born with intellectual disabilities, how could she possess medical skills?

However, true strength often defies expectations. Selah used a set of silver needles to revive the Metshire President, quietly diffusing a war that seemed inevitable. She was undoubtedly a worthy heroine. Cheyenne had heard about this incident before, but it was always attributed to her grandfather outside. No one mentioned Selah.

"But..."

"That's because the Edwards family only needs one genius!" Yvonne interrupted.

Back then, Wind Hall was flourishing, standing at the forefront of the four major halls. Layne, as a highly skilled doctor, was not only the President's teacher but also held a highly esteemed position. However, it's important to remember that a tall tree attracts the wind.

The glory of the Edwards family only attracted hostility from others. If Selah revealed her true genius identity, the Edwards family might lose even their power.

For the sake of the family, Selah decided to feign madness and foolishness. Only a handful of people knew her strength.

Upon hearing this, Cheyenne's heart was filled with even greater confusion. If her mother wasn't foolish, how could she have chosen to marry someone like George?

Seeing Cheyenne's continued silence, Yvonne thought she was still resentful towards Selah and couldn't help but reveal everything.

"Cheyenne, don't blame her for not being able to be there as you grew up. She went through a life-and-death struggle to give birth to you."

"What do you mean by that?" Cheyenne's brows furrowed, and she struggled to sit up, grabbing the nearby bathrobe and putting it on. She crossed her legs and sat in deep thought.