After a happy thought, Felicia suddenly remembered she had forgotten to tell Stephan to stay safe before he left. But it would likely be fine; he was bringing many men, and his skills were formidable enough to handle any trouble. Just as she relaxed, another thought struck her: she should have packed hemostatic medicine or Panax pseudo-ginseng for him. In case of injury, it would be useful.

Was this what love felt like? This everlasting longing? She inwardly scolded herself, but before she knew it, she blurted out, "How long will he be gone?"

Stanley blinked, then quickly replied, "Ms. Russell, Mr. Russell said at least half a month, possibly a month."

"Okay," Felicia said, looking away as she got into the car. "Let's go. I need to go to the clinic."

"Yes, ma'am."

Stanley was a steady driver. They reached Union Clinic in twenty minutes. As soon as Felicia stepped inside, Kerry rushed up, holding two consultation request letters. He eagerly presented them, exclaiming, "Ms. Fuller, the consultation fees from these two clients are exorbitant! Should we accept them?"

Felicia took the letters and glanced through them. The first was unsigned and lacked identifying details. How strange. Why would someone seek medical help anonymously? What game was this? She had little patience for such secrecy and immediately tossed the letter back to Kerry. "Throw it away." The second letter, however, bore the Russell family signature.

The Russell family from Seldvale?

She froze. Stephan had just left Khogend. If a Russell family member needed medical attention, why hadn't he mentioned it? Did he think she'd refuse?

Examining the letter closely, she saw the patient was Stephan's elder sister, Imogen Russell. The letter earnestly explained they'd heard of a miraculous doctor at the clinic and offered an exorbitant fee to treat Imogen's eyes. Felicia paused, then called Stanley in to discuss it.

Stanley seemed surprised by the consultation letter. He explained, "Ma'am, the letter is accurate. Ms. Russell has been blind for nearly two decades." He hesitated. "Ms. Russell is pregnant. She wouldn't rush to treat her eyes now. At most, she might seek a consultation or advice on recovery."

Felicia nodded. The letter might not be from Imogen herself.

If it was just a consultation, Felicia had no problem. However, she worried about possible schemes.

"Ms. Russell is kind and gentle. It's a pity she can't see. Mr. Russell has long sought famous doctors for her eyes," Stanley said. He hesitated, then added, "The reason for Ms. Russell's blindness... it's connected to Mr. Russell. He's always felt guilty about it."

"What do you mean?" Felicia asked.

Stanley sighed and recounted the Russell family's past. Essentially, the siblings, orphaned young, had suffered years of bullying. During one attack, Imogen, already an adult, shielded Stephan, losing her eyesight.

Felicia was deeply moved. She realized how little she knew about Stephan—his past, struggles, and life remained a mystery.

She sighed. The consultation fee was generous. She decided to go. Stanley immediately volunteered to arrange her flight.