Chapter 2520: Nathalie Never Came

Not only her, but several main Royal Family members of the Kingdom of Medirian are holding this mindset, especially Melda Isadora, who wants to see what kind of approach the other side dares to take against the Hidden Family.

9:50.

Still, no one enters from outside to report, let alone any sign of the mysterious healer.

9:55.

Just five minutes away from the agreed time.

Melda Isadora’s eyebrows are tightly knitted, her hands clenched into fists hanging at her sides, and her face is so gloomy it might drip water: "Why hasn’t the person arrived yet?"

But no one answers her.

Because everyone present, originally joining to watch the spectacle and intending to give a blow, is now feeling impatient, their mood anxious.

9:58.

Finally, someone comes in from outside.

However, it’s not the Eastern face they’ve been waiting for, but someone akin to the Royal Family’s butler.

The middle-aged man with blonde hair and blue eyes, dressed in a well-tailored suit, briskly walks in front of Melda Isadora and the others. In a low voice, he says: "Sir, someone outside has sent something that they asked me to pass to you. Please have a look."

Under everyone’s watchful eyes.

The middle-aged butler awkwardly hands over a white packaged plastic bag to King John, the plastic bag wrinkled, looking like it was casually picked from the roadside, its contents light and unclear.

Even King John is utterly puzzled, briefly stunned, before taking it from his hand, while pulling out what’s inside, he strangely asks him: "What is this? Who sent it?"

"An Eastern face." The middle-aged butler, with his head lowered, respectfully says: "She also asked me to relay to you, this medicine is NA9527, she gives you two tablets. One can be taken for testing, the remaining one for... the patient."

"She said... if the medicine proves effective, then continue the negotiations."

He didn’t even clearly see the other’s appearance, his instinct tells him it’s a very young female, wearing a Duckbill Cap, her whole aura insanely strong, full of pressure.

Looks completely unlike the usual presence a wandering doctor might have.

Then, the one driving her over is a roughly twenty-five or six-year-old man, also with an Eastern appearance, having a similar presence.

Anyway, a glance reveals neither of them are ordinary people.

"She also said..." The middle-aged butler continues with his head down, under the displeased expressions of the Royal Family members: "Inside there’s an extra Small Pill, considered a Gift from Maybelissa to the Hidden Family."

All faces slightly change.

The other side actually pointedly brings up the name of the Hidden Family.

This healer surnamed Qiao is exceedingly arrogant.

The King of the Kingdom of Medirian, upon receiving the medicine, dares not decide on his own, instead hands it over to the people below, instructing as Nathalie Quinlan said: "Take one for testing, additionally contact the Pharmaceutical Association, inquire if they have the laboratory medicine."

Melda Isadora’s temple vein throbs, stepping forward to say: "Uncle, why not let me take a trip to the Pharmaceutical Association."

Regina Isadora first interrupts her, her face displeased, coldly glaring at her, answering the King of Medirian’s question: "You think because the Pharmaceutical Association is in Medirian, they will be under the Royal Family’s command?"

"The Pharmaceutical Association has always been a neutral faction, even if this is laboratory medicine, we can only inquire nicely, they definitely won’t give you face."

Melda Isadora, slapped in the face by her grandfather in public, purses her lips, enduring without speaking.

Regina Isadora turns back to tell the Royal Family people: "If she can obtain laboratory medicine from the Pharmaceutical Association, she surely has significant connections, it’s better not to act rashly."

"That’s what I’m thinking too." The King of Medirian agrees with a nod.

He hands the medicine over to his subordinates, urging them to quickly conduct the checks.

Meanwhile, eyeing the Royal Family members, brows furrowed, pondering what the others intend by not coming, merely sending medicine...