In traditional Chanaean medicine, the doctor would only need to let out blood to decrease the blood pressure. Still, it was a risky procedure. If she slipped up, it would only speed up Russell’s death instead of rescuing him. Arielle was certain that no one could save Russell for the medical industry wasn’t that developed locally yet. Hence, she could give it a try. At that, Clara immediately ordered a few bodyguards to bring Russell to the waiting room beside the living room.
Arielle stood at the door and stopped the Actonwards and Yvette from coming in. “I need a quiet environment to carry out my treatment. Clara can stay. The others, please remain outside,” she announced coolly. One of them asked, “Are you capable of treating him? You look young. What if something happens to Russell because of what you did?” Meanwhile, Yvette had never trusted Arielle. “Don’t get tricked by her!
I know her well. She’s a vicious and lying b*tch! She killed my dog previously. I know she’s trying to delay treatment for Dad as she hates me. Don’t trust her. Kick her out now!” Yvette declared. Instantly, the others began losing trust in Arielle. “That’s true. She’s around Yvette’s age. How skilled can she be?” “I think we should wait for the ambulance. I checked Russell’s breathing earlier. He can breathe in but can’t breathe out.
He can’t handle more stress!” “Young lady, we know you’re kind enough to offer help, but this concerns a person’s life. This isn’t a game.” “That’s right!” The people who initially wanted Yvette to save Arielle started having doubts after hearing Yvette’s words and told her not to butt in. Right then, Arielle gazed at Yvette. “Is your reputation more important than your dad’s life? Is it more important to defeat me now than saving your dad?
Yvette, you know well why your dad collapsed without warning, right? Do you want me to tell everyone about it?” Right after Arielle had said that, everyone cast dubious stares at Yvette. Yvette panicked instantly. Without warning, a daring thought appeared in her mind. If Arielle can’t save Dad and causes his death, she will be a real murderer!
As that thought occurred to her, she made up her mind. “Since you’re confident, go ahead and try. But if you can’t cure my dad, I shall sue you for intentional homicide!” Arielle frowned at the unexpected statement. After pondering briefly, she nodded. “Okay!” Even if it wasn’t for her hospital, Russell was her relative.
She couldn’t just watch him die and do nothing about it. Hence, as soon as she finished speaking, she spun on her heels and entered the waiting room. Arielle then ordered Clara to lock the door and started examining Russell thoroughly. She made sure her initial diagnosis was right before opening her bag.
Clara peered at her bag curiously and saw a row of gold needles. The shortest needle was around half an inch, while the longest was three inches long. Shocked, Clara queried, “Miss, why did you bring this to Ms. Yvette’s birthday party?”
Arielle took out her tools one by one and replied calmly, “Doctors would bring these everywhere they go.” Actually, she had brought her stuff along just in case Yvette set up a trap for her. Turned out they really came in handy.
