Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 528:

Aware that Burnet was growing suspicious, Marissa steered the conversation into more serious and professional waters.

“Mr. Hoffman, when your mother was carrying you, she consumed something harmful. As a result, your body suffered damage while you were in the womb, leading to your birth with congenital asthma. As a child, asthma attacks came easily to you.

You rarely ventured outside and were closely guarded by your family. Initially, your asthma seemed mild, likely mistaken by your family for a common cold.

However, as you grew, the attacks increased in frequency and severity. By the time you sought treatment from my father, your condition was nearly life-threatening.”

After pausing, Marissa asked, “Am I correct, Mr. Hoffman?”

Burnet nodded immediately. “Yes.”

Though Marissa had playfully pressed him to hurry with funeral arrangements earlier, casting doubt on her reliability, his trust was restored when she spoke these speculations with conviction.

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Her words might not have been comforting, but they rang true.

Marissa continued, “Do you know what medicine my father used to treat you?”

“I don’t,” Burnet admitted.

“Twenty years ago, there was only one medicine powerful enough to suppress congenital asthma attacks like yours—the AsthmaEase Pills, developed exclusively by my father.”

Burnet, puzzled, replied, “But I’ve never heard of the Nash family marketing AsthmaEase Pills.”

With a knowing smile, Marissa clarified, “When my father treated you, the AsthmaEase Pills were still experimental. He must have diagnosed you as close to death, with no better alternative to save you, so he administered the pill.

It was a risk, but it paid off. Your asthma was effectively managed, saving your life for the time being. Although the pills worked for you, my father knew they weren’t a permanent cure and couldn’t predict their long-term effectiveness.

That was why he didn’t commercialize the pills. Instead, he continued refining them, aiming to develop a version that could completely cure you. Sadly, he vanished before he could.”

Burnet sighed deeply after hearing her story. “So your father saved my life. I owe my life to him, and I’m grateful.”

“As I said, helping people is the fundamental duty of a doctor,” Marissa responded.

She leaned in slightly, her voice earnest as she continued, “I’ve shared all this to lead up to something important. Please listen carefully. I’m uncertain whether the AsthmaEase Pills were ever perfected. But fortunately, there’s another thing now that could cure you.”

Burnet’s eyes brightened. He leaned forward, asking eagerly, “What is it?”

After a lengthy discussion, Marissa subtly shifted the conversation toward her main intention. She let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Then, she posed a question to Burnet. “Mr. Hoffman, are you familiar with a perfume called Wild Bluebell from Minty Fragrances and Perfumes?”

“Yes, I have,” Burnet confirmed.noveldrama

Marissa then explained, “This perfume was crafted specifically for asthma patients by Ella and Elin, who combined their knowledge of medicine and fragrance crafting. It’s designed to have a therapeutic effect with long-term use.”

Burnet was skeptical, having never heard of a perfume that could treat a disease. Yet, he found himself drawn into Marissa’s explanation, his curiosity piqued. He asked earnestly, “Are you saying that I can be gradually cured by using this perfume over a long period?”

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