A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 570
The incident at Soir Coffee had spread all over the internet. Vinson needed to hold an emergency press conference to quiet down the netizens and give those who were boycotting the coffee shop an explanation.
Jordan immediately went with Vinson to the press conference venue the moment he found out about the incident.
He was tactful and charming, while the latter was straightforward. The two contrasts would complement each other well.
Seeing that Zachary was walking out of the emergency room again, Carter asked as he adjusted his glasses, “Why are you out here again?”
Embarrassed, the former bit on his lips before answering, “That b**** – the woman told me to come out. She said she didn’t need me in there.”
Then, he added, “Mr. Morgan, just who is the person Mr. Nightshire hired? Her treatment is absurd. From the looks of it, the patient is going to die sooner or later.”
Carter frowned at his words, “I don’t want to hear this from you again.”
Zachary was shocked. He had never expected that not only Vinson, but Carter was also so protective of Arielle.
Having no other choice, he changed the topic, “Queenie has already boarded the plane and is on the way back.
Why don’t we talk more when she’s back?”
“There won’t be enough time,” Carter replied while shaking his head. “Vin is already on his way to the press conference. We need to get a result here as soon as possible. Otherwise, we won’t be able to hold off the netizens.”
“But she-”
“That’s enough. I’m sure you have many other things to attend to at the hospital. You should head back first.”
Carter made it very clear that it was time for him to leave, but he didn’t want to. So he looked for an excuse to continue staying.
He wanted to wait for Queenie’s return, and for the patient’s death.
Meanwhile, in the emergency room, Arielle waited for all the needles to turn black before removing them one by one.
The other doctors had noticed something peculiar. With the needles’ removal, the blood that oozed out was also black in color.
“You guys squeeze the blood out from where the needles were earlier. I’ll go prepare the other herbs,” Arielle said.
When she was done speaking, she took the bottle of medicine from the attending doctor and headed to the
cooler filled with herbs.
Besides the poison in the bottle, she needed to add another expensive ingredient, the red ginseng.
While it was difficult to gather all the poison in a short period of time, it was also difficult to find red ginseng in the cooler.
She didn’t expect Vinson to be able to gather these in such a short amount of time. It seems like I know too little about Vinson’s capability.
Arielle shook her head to clear her mind of these thoughts before going back to preparing the medicine.
After cutting a piece of red ginseng, she ground it into a fine powder and measured the amount she needed. After the doctors were done squeezing out the dark blood, she used a syringe pump to infuse the medicine into the patient.
The attending doctor couldn’t help but ask, “Ms. Moore, would this be enough? The time for the anesthesia to be effective is almost up.”
Shaking her head, Arielle answered, “We still need to perform bloodletting therapy on the patient once we’re done with the infusion. We’ll only be done after that.”
“Bloodletting therapy? Are we going to remove the poisonous blood?”
“Yes. But he has hemophilia, so you guys should
prepare a few bags of blood for him. Otherwise, we won’t be able to stop the bleeding if blood clots don’t form,” she answered with a nod.
“Alright,” the attending doctor complied.
It wasn’t entirely because of Vinson and Carter, but also because there was a unique temperament to her. People couldn’t help but trust her and listen to what she had to say.
