The next morning, Ferelman handed over some medical journals to me.
“We will be greeting the Duchess and the Young Master Erhan this afternoon. So please read and understand all of the information.” (Ferelmen)
Jenny gasped at the ridiculous amount of journals that piled up from the desk.
“M-my oh lord.. this is quite a lot, Sir. You should have delivered this to Miss Lise yesterday.” (Jenny)
“No, I’m not.” (Ferelmen)
Then, I interrupted them in a leisurely manner of speaking.
“This is possible.” (Lise)
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Jenny picked out some pretty clothes and braided my hair as I began to look at the medical log carefully.
“This is too much.” (Jenny)
Jenny sighed.
“I would never ask a thirteen year old assistant to memorize medical logs like this.” (Jenny)
“Of course, Jenny.” (Lise)
I answered lightly.
“We couldn’t just pass on the Dukedom personal information to an assistant.” (Jenny)
“Why would he…” (Jenny)
“I am going to stay here as an employee. At least six years? I think you have noticed that.” (Lise)
Then, I calmly began to read the next medical journal.
The Duchess was suffering from chronic headaches and intermittent stomach pains.
This is because of stress. Also, Ferelman himself gave her a very proper prescription every time she suffered from headache.
Surely he is a good doctor. He was different from the doctors I met before I returned to the past.
But why did she die suddenly in six years? The prescription itself is already appropriate.
Of course there was a bigger problem.
It was Erhan Iliad Cerseus.
It is said that he sometimes suffered from a high fever that comes with a seizure. In addition, an unidentified stomach ache, headache, and toothache.
Of course, every time, Ferelman had attempted to save Erhan and treated him well, but it was only temporary because Ferelmen did not know the cause of his sufferings.
Irvia is quite far away, and it will take a long time to run a paternity test there.
Plus I can study to my heart’s content if I get permission to assess the laboratory.