The housekeeper mentioned this, his eyes stealing an admiring glance at the young man.
He had heard that Young Master Lyle had once gone abroad incognito to be a doctor, but he hadn't expected Young Master Lyle's medical skills to be so good.
At first, the doctors who had examined Miss had concluded she had leukemia, but Lyle insisted it was a hereditary blood disorder, and sure enough, after thorough examinations, it was confirmed that Lyle was right—the Miss indeed had a hereditary blood disorder.
"Uncle..." came the adorable, milky voice.
The housekeeper glanced again at the little girl, clinging like a koala, and was even more moved.
When Miss was first brought back by Lyle, she was dirty and feverish, gripping Lyle's clothes tightly, yet she was well-behaved and didn't cry or fuss.
Whether the doctor was giving her an injection or drawing blood, as long as Lyle was there, she cooperated quietly.
