Chapter 735

"That won't do. You're Night, so I'll call you Night." Madeline Delmonico stubbornly insisted on the title.

Zoe Chamberlain sighed helplessly, reluctantly accepting it for now.

"Mrs. Delmonico, do you have recent medical reports? I'd like to review them first." Zoe asked softly.

Madeline immediately instructed the butler, "Bring last month's medical examination results."

The butler soon returned with a thick stack of documents.

"My headaches are chronic, worsening over the past two years." Madeline massaged her temples. "If Night can cure me, name your price."

Zoe forced a smile. "I'll do my best."

She carefully examined the reports, her frown deepening.

The results showed Madeline was in perfect health—even better than most her age.

This was strange.

After reviewing them three times, Zoe found no possible cause for the headaches.

"Night, what's your diagnosis?" Madeline asked eagerly.

Zoe's palms grew clammy. "Further tests are needed. Let's go to the hospital for a full examination."

At the hospital, Zoe personally conducted a comprehensive evaluation.

"Well? Can you treat it?" Madeline pressed urgently.

Staring at the perfectly normal results, Zoe swallowed hard. "It's treatable, but requires a detailed plan."

Madeline's eyes lit up. "As expected of Night! Other doctors said it was hopeless."

"I'll prescribe pain relief medication first." Zoe maintained her composure.

After leaving, Zoe immediately called Annika Heilbronn.

"Mrs. Delmonico isn't sick at all. I found nothing wrong." Zoe whispered tensely. "Now she wants painkillers. What do I do?"

Annika chuckled. "Simple. I'll give you a special medication."

"What kind of miracle drug is this?" Zoe asked skeptically.

Annika's voice turned sly. "Morphine."

Zoe gasped.

She knew exactly what morphine was—a powerful, addictive narcotic.