Chapter 97

Michelle quickly replied, "Not yet." Jonathan typed back, "Let me take a look." Michelle answered, "Okay." When Jonathan arrived at the room next door, the door opened just as he reached it. Michelle stood there in a white nightgown, her dark hair casually draped over her shoulders. The warm glow of the room's light framed her delicate features. She looked strikingly beautiful. "I've been using the ointment consistently. It should heal in a few days. Jonathan, aren't you coming in to take a look?" Michelle said, her voice gentle and sweet. Jonathan's gaze dropped to her arm, where faint red rashes were visible. He shook his head lightly. "It's fine." Michelle nodded, slightly disappointed. Then, she raised her arm to show him the rash. Jonathan held her arm and examined it carefully. "Grandma's clinic is still open. I think there are a couple of remedies that can help with this. By the way, what ointment are you using?" Michelle walked to the living room and retrieved a tube