Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 560

What? She's done! The patient's vital signs are back to normal! Who exactly is this young woman?

Zachary stared at Arielle as though she were a monster.

Meeting his gaze, Arielle's voice remained calm as she said, "Now that his heart rate is back to normal, let's start treating his condition."

The resident surgeon was already stitching the incision up.

The other doctors turned to Arielle, seemingly forgetting about the patient on the operating table.

This time, instead of suspicion and doubt, they regarded her with reverence.

As doctors, they would only regard doctors with superb medical skills with admiration. Right now, Arielle had

their full respect.

Zachary's eyes bulged so much that it seemed like they were about to pop out from his sockets.

Until now, he still couldn't believe what he had seen.

However, Arielle had indeed succeeded!

"W-Who are you?" he stammered.

As the patient's heart rate was back to normal and he was currently in a stable condition, Arielle relaxed and joked. "A pretty lady."

Zachary was speechless.

He wasn't in the mood to joke around.

Recalling Arielle's claim earlier, he asked in a trembling voice, "Y-You said you're the inventor of the robotic pacemaker and the founder of Sann Group. W-Was that true?" Everyone in the emergency room held their breaths as they waited for her answer.

After a pause, Arielle shrugged and responded, "That was a joke. Sann Group's a well-known company. If I'm the owner, I wouldn't be here, would I?"

"You!" Zachary choked on his saliva, his face turning red in fury.

Was she just pulling us by the noses?

Meanwhile, the incision had been closed with sutures, and the patient's vital signs were back to normal.

The smile on Arielle's face disappeared as she asked, "Who's the patient's attending doctor? I need to know his situation in detail."

A middle-aged doctor stepped forward. "I've been in charge of this patient ever since he got admitted to the hospital. This is his report."

Arielle took the file from him and scanned it quickly. She soon understood what was going on.

The patient suffered from mild hemophilia. It wasn't that serious. After eating something he shouldn't, his condition turned serious.

"When the patient was brought in, what symptoms did he exhibit?" she questioned.

The doctor pondered briefly before answering, "When he was brought in, he was delirious and foaming at the mouth. He also had an epileptic fit every ten minutes or

so."

Arielle confirmed her initial guess. "He has been poisoned."

"Of course we know that!" Zachary cut in. "But we can't figure out what poison it is. If it remains in his body until he regains consciousness, he'll suffer from another cardiac arrest."

He sighed. "I wish Queenie was here. Her family specializes in traditional Chanaean medicine. Rumor has it that they dabble in ancient Chanaean medicine, too. If she were here, she would definitely be able to replace out what the poison is."

Arielle got curious. "Her family specializes in traditional Chanaean medicine? What's their name?"

"The Jadeborough Mills!"

Oh, I've heard about them. The Mill family is famous for their skills in traditional Chanaean medicine. Many of their ancestors were famous ancient Chanaean medicine physicians. The development of modern medicine led to the Mill family's downfall, but they are still held in great respect.

Zachary continued proudly, "Queenie's the heiress of the Mill family. Let's not waste time and summon her back to treat the patient."