บท 30: Irene Is Getting A Special Treatment
It had been quite some time since Irene last paid a visit to the special clinic for treatment. It was because Irene did not usually get hurt during her missions.
The owner of the clinic was an ex-Die Rache member. Back when she was still part of the organization, her healing skills caused her to be pulled away from missions. She did not mind tending to the wounded at all. She even stayed with the organization years after her personal vendetta had been successfully carried out.
The gorgeous woman with long blond hair stepped into the small clinic in the morning. When she took off her white jacket, other visitors had to suck in a deep breath. She wore a casual selection of black blouse with a deep V cut and knee-length jeans that perfectly accentuated the curves of her body.
The clinic only accepted female patients, but some of them brought male companions with them. This was surely the wrong move to take, seeing that the men could not take their eyes off the newcomer.
When Irene took off her sunglasses and shook the golden hair off her shoulders, almost all jaws dropped simultaneously.
Irene flashed the round of unhappy women and enchanted men with a bright smile before she headed toward the registration counter.
"I would like to see Dr. Laurent," Irene said.
The woman at the registration counter shot Irene a regretful smile.
"I am so sorry, Miss... Dr. Laurent is fully booked for the next two weeks. Do you wish to make an appointment for a later consultation?"
Just then, a white door opened near the registration counter and a woman dressed in a white lab coat came out.
"Leah," she smiled at Irene.
Dr. Laurent then turned to her startled staff and said, "Leah is a very important friend of mine. I will take her during lunchtime."
"Oh, I... I see. Sorry for my ignorance, Miss..."
"Mitchell," Irene said with a smile. "Leah Mitchell."
Irene did not need to wait for a long time. She did not even notice how quickly time passed as she watched patients enter the room at the back side of the small clinic for an examination.
As outlined in her name card, Dr. Monica Laurent was a scar removal specialist. Irene knew her as more than that, of course. Before she joined Die Rache, she used to be a Field Surgeon. Her skills improved with every case that she had to handle at Die Rache.
Spies could not afford to take a time off for more than a day. It was because the situation out there was unpredictable. It became even more of a challenge when said spies were leading double lives to exact the revenge that led them to Die Rache in the first place.
"Leah?"
Irene looked up and gazed into Dr. Laurent's smiling face.
"What can I do for you, dear?"
Once she got to see what Irene came to bother her with, she clicked with her tongue a few times.
"My, my, my..."
Irene let out a hiss when the doctor touched the wound on her back.
"No one would have thought that you carry these severe injuries all the way here. I know men who would cry in anguish from the tiniest first-degree burns."
"Well, I did take some painkillers," Irene admitted. "Otherwise, I couldn't sleep at night."
"I see. Tough mission?"
Irene shrugged.
"Not really, but there was a little complication."
"How little?"
"Escaping from a burning brothel house in Russia."
"..."
Dr. Laurent was always amazed at the kind of missions that the field spies had to put up with. Sometimes she was glad that she never had to go through the same kind of experience. Not that she had the gift.
The doctor knew for a fact that she was neither agile nor intuitive.
The only fast and reliable parts of her body were her hands.
"Monica, how are you doing these past months?" Irene asked, trying to distract herself from the burning pain at her back.
"It feels oddly peaceful," the doctor admitted.
A soft sigh later, she continued, "I have to thank you for that. If not for your help, I will never get over it."
Irene smiled to herself.
"It was an honor to help you. It was not the same without you afterward."
"I missed you all terribly. It was during my time at Die Rache that I experienced true friendship among women."
Dr. Laurent tilted her head slightly while she was treating Irene's burn injuries.
"Almost done here... Do you feel any pain?" she asked while poking at Irene's back. The latter winced, but then hummed in acknowledgement.
"It is much better now."
"Good," the doctor said. "After I am done, your back and leg will be numb for a few hours. Please keep your wounds dry for two days."
"Roger."
Fifteen minutes later, the treatment concluded. Irene could barely felt her back when she moved her arms and pulled her blouse over her head.
"Good job, Doc," she praised. "No one can patch me up better than you."
"Hahaha, save your compliment."
Irene tossed her long hair backward. "So, how much do you charge for this amazing treatment?"
"Zero."
Irene raised an eyebrow.
Dr. Laurent's lips were curled up in an almost sheepish smile.
"In return, Leah, can you do me a favor?"
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Lu_Shui
Lu_Shui I want to remind readers that Amalia Jones, Leah Mitchell and Irene Gallagher are the same person.
Amalia Jones is an identity of the past, Leah Mitchell is the spy-assassin, and Irene Gallagher is the alter ego that works at Primavera to destroy Chris' and June's life.
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