A word woke up the dreamer.
Smith’s tone had a few moments of gratitude in it, “Why didn’t I think of that, Mrs. Grant, it’s still you who thought of it, then I’ll go and look for it now!”
Bonnie felt that she had done a great thing in persuading Smith to stop teaching her children Chinese.
She felt that she had done a great thing!
Hanging up the phone, she began to wait for Smith’s favorite student to deliver the medicine.
About two hours later, a young boy wearing a plaid shirt and thick-bottomed glasses appeared in front of Bonnie.
“Hello Mrs. Grant!” The man gave Bonnie a straight ninety-degree bow, “My teacher sent me to deliver your medicine.”
Bonnie was taken aback, then couldn’t help but laugh, “Okay, okay, it was hard for you to make this trip, come in and sit down!”
The man quickly waved his hand, “No need, I’ll go back right after delivering the medicine, my teacher asked me to learn how to make medicine in the past few days, I have to hurry back and continue to be busy.”
No matter what Bonnie said, the other party refused to stay longer.
Unable to help, Bonnie had to give up and asked for a contact information, “I don’t know exactly how much scar removal cream I need, if it’s not enough, I’ll call you and trouble you to make another delivery, is that okay?”
Without thinking about it the man agreed, “Mrs. Grant you are the teacher’s friend, that is my elder, if the elder needs it, of course I as a junior will provide it immediately.”
This one-dimensional attitude made Bonnie couldn’t help but want to laugh.
She also couldn’t help but sigh, “Sure enough, Smith didn’t choose you as his disciple without a reason.”
A person who did things with such an unsmiling manner and knew how to be flexible elsewhere, at first glance, was not the type of person who was full of nothing but profit.
Such a person was the one who could stick to his original intention and continue to shine Smith’s research results instead of directly commercializing them.
Quite good!
After dropping off Smith’s students, Bonnie then called Anna and asked when it would be convenient for her to pick up the ointment.
Anna wanted to leave the hospital to meet Bonnie again, but thought about Lynx’s instructions yesterday and held back after all.
“I’m a bit unfinished and it’s not convenient for me to pick it up, or else I’d be hard pressed for you to go and give it to Elder Brother Lynx directly at the hospital!” Anna begged.
Bonnie bristled, “What on earth have you been enslaved by Cedron for lately, always not coming out to meet.”
“Nothing to do with him,” Anna replied, “It’s my own business, I’ll tell you later.”
“Okay,” Bonnie relented, “I’m going to the hospital now.”
Gathering her things and getting ready to leave the house, Bonnie’s eyes were sharp and she saw the man who was hovering outside the front door.
He was fat-headed and looked thievish, not a nice looking man.
Bonnie immediately went on alert, “Who are you, what are you doing hanging around outside my house, beware I’ll call the police!”
The man immediately landed his gaze on Bonnie, his tone carried a few moments of excitement, “Hey hey hey, you’re Mrs. Grant, right? I’ve heard a lot about you, I’m Zachary’s father, my name is Honesiphore!”
Zachary’s dad?
Bonnie’s demeanor eased up a few notches, “So it’s Zachary’s dad, hello, what can I do for you?”
“It’s like this,” Mr. Dumoulin replied, “Didn’t Zachary come over to your house yesterday, and I had something to do and couldn’t follow her in, and I just remembered today that one of the boxes of gifts had a brooch I gave her mom in it, and Mrs. Grant, do you think it would be okay for me to go in and get it?”