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—What a miraculous doctor, capable of bringing someone back to life in front of everyone!
Hedy shyly waved to the crowd, then calmed the still-shaken Alejo before turning to quickly lead her maid back to the palace.
Of course, Dechio would report everything truthfully to the higher-ups.
That very evening, she appeared before Hedy once again.
"Lord wants to see you."
It was him again.
Hedy was no longer surprised. She instructed Dechio to make sure the items in the box were handled carefully before heading to the office right on time.
The palace was enormous, with ceilings high enough to make the angel murals up top almost unrecognizable.
The doors were several meters tall, and the bookshelves were towering—at least six or seven meters high.
It truly felt like a house for giants.
She entered the office and waited for a while, noticing no one was there.
"Dechio, let’s take the items out."
Inside the box were the improved microscope, some slides made from less-than-pure material, tomatoes, and other vegetables.
Lorenzo had just finished discussing matters regarding the gambling house with his subordinates. When he turned to enter the office, he saw the young woman fiddling with some strange things again.
He had originally wanted to ask about what had happened that afternoon.
How could the woman, who had clearly been dead, come back to life?
A flurry of letters had arrived—some inquiring about the young woman’s background, others offering large sums of money to take her away, and still others asking if she could bring back their recently deceased relatives.
…They had all gone mad.
However, as Lorenzo stepped closer, he finally noticed the onions, cucumbers, and small leafy greens in her basket.
Last time it was orange juice; what was she going to eat this time?
Hedy was busy adjusting the distance between the lenses, completely unaware of his footsteps.
Dechio coughed, and only then did Hedy realize, raising her skirt and curtsying.
"Good evening, Mr. Medici."
A servant nearby brought over a chair, and she sat back down at the desk.
"Speak," Lorenzo said, fingers intertwined as he quietly sat across from her.
He appeared pale and mysterious, evoking thoughts of a vampire's nocturnal visit.
"I… saved someone today," Hedy instinctively added. "I hope it didn’t cause you any trouble. I didn’t kiss her, and I’m not—I'm not a lesbian."
"I've already handled the matter," the Lord replied with an arrogant and somewhat aloof tone, raising an eyebrow as his voice grew slow and deep. "Bringing someone back from the dead… isn't that witchcraft?"
"You could do it too, but you'd have to touch her chest," Hedy said calmly, meeting his gaze. "This woman’s heart stopped because she was too obese, and her heart grew too tired to continue beating. I simply pressed on her chest and gave her oxygen."
The servant nearby was scribbling down every word quickly, seemingly planning to send these methods to the hospital.
