Queenie was attending a medical conference overseas, but if Vinson sent his helicopter to pick her up,
she’d be back in ten hours.
He expressed his opinion. “Queenie can be back in ten hours. It’s perfectly fine to stabilize the patient’s
condition. Now that the robotic pacemaker developed by Sann Group is implanted in his chest, he
won’t be in danger. We can wait until Queenie’s back to find an antidote.”
The other doctors nodded in agreement.
A while ago, Queenie had cured a patient who nearly died after being poisoned by a poison developed
by Manchernius, a country famous for its deadly poisons. No one had developed an antidote for it yet,
but Queenie managed to develop one.
It proved that no one was better than Queenie in neutralizing poisons.
Everyone reached a consensus. Before Zachary could leave to ask Vinson to give Queenie a ride back
to the country, Arielle stopped him.
“Wait!” She spoke up. “Ten hours is too long. The patient can wait, but Soir Coffee can’t wait that long.”
The public opinion would get out of hand ten hours later. Soir Coffee’s reputation would be destroyed
completely, and even Nightshire Group’s share prices would be affected.
Frowning in displeasure, Zachary spoke, disdain tinging his voice. “If Queenie doesn’t come back, who
will treat the patient? You?”
“Yes.” Arielle nodded.
He promptly snorted. “Young lady, even if you know how to insert a robotic pacemaker, that doesn’t
mean you can purge a poison. They are completely unrelated,
get it?”
Only ancient Chanaean medicine physicians were able to purge poisons, especially unknown poisons
that rendered normal doctors helpless.
Arielle couldn’t be bothered to argue with Zachary. “You can ask that female doctor to come back if you
want to. However, before she arrives, I shall try to treat the patient.”
“Nonsense! You should find out what poison this is!” Zachary declared furiously. He stalked out and
kicked the button to open the doors. After removing his gloves, he exited the emergency room.
Arielle paid no attention to him. After making sure the incision was closed, she turned to the patient’s
attending doctor. “I need some stuff. I’ll prepare a list for you, so get those ready for me. If you can’t get
them, ask for Vinson’s help. He’ll get them for you.”
The doctor nodded vehemently. “All right!”
He had seen with his own eyes how swift, precise, and delicate Arielle’s actions were. She left a great
impression on him, so he immediately prepared a pen and paper for her to make her list.
After Arielle listed down everything she needed, the attending doctor scanned it and realized it was a
long list that included acupuncture stuff and herbs.
He had never even heard of some herbs on her list.
Thus, he asked for Vinson’s help.
Arielle asked the assistant to draw two tubes of blood and took the patient’s pulse.
The other doctors were surprised to see her taking the patient’s pulse.
Her previous surgery made them think she studied modern medicine, but now she looked like an
experienced traditional Chanaean medicine practitioner.
Did she study modern medicine or traditional Chanaean medicine? Or did she study both, just like
Queenie Mill? It’s hard to learn and master different approaches to medicine. Only geniuses can
achieve that. Is she a medical prodigy, just like Queenie? But this is the first time we’ve heard of her!
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