Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 567

They could already see that Arielle was much more skilled than Zachary. It seemed highly probable that Arielle would be able to save this hemophilic patient all by herself. Zachary loitered around the corridor outside, waiting for them to plead with him to go in again.

After all, he was the best surgeon in there. In fact, he was the top surgeon at Rocher Private Hospital. If anything were to go wrong, they would not be able to handle it without him. Zachary deliberately slowed down his steps, waiting for someone from inside the emergency room to come running out after him.

However, no one came, and he could hear the sound of the door slowly swinging shut behind him.

Boom! The door slammed shut. Zachary's heart sank.

He knew how important the patient was to Vinson, and if he were the one to cure the patient, Vinson would be indebted to him

Besides, Carter Morgan, who runs Rocher Private Hospital, was a good friend of Vinson. If the patient was cured by him, his promotion within the hospital would be guaranteed.

He had been so sure that they could not carry on without him and yet, they had let the door close behind him.

Zachary looked over his shoulder at the closed door in disbelief.

Even if he was unhappy about it, he could not deny the fact that he had just been rejected.

Zachary clenched his fists angrily.

However, since he had walked out on his own accord, it would be too embarrassing for him to go back inside again.

Zachary's hatred for Arielle intensified.

His eyes shone with resentment, and he secretly hoped that something terrible would happen and that brat would end up killing the patient instead.

At that moment, Vinson and Carter appeared.

Zachary quickly rearranged his expression and greeted them, "Mr. Nightshire, Mr. Morgan!"

Carter nodded back at him and asked, "Why aren't you in the emergency room? How's the situation in there?"

Zachary hesitated.

"Please speak your mind," Carter urged.

"Mr. Morgan, that girl does not know what she is doing at all! She tried to insert a needle into the patient's fatal point! This is instant death! I tried to stop her but she kicked me out of the room instead. Can you really trust

her?" Zachary blurted out.

He expected Carter and Vinson to react negatively to his outburst, but instead, they kept insisting that Arielle was extremely reliable. Zachary felt cornered.

Why does that silly girl inspire such trust in them? Fine! So, she's very reliable, huh? I'll happily wait here for news of that patient's death! Zachary lowered himself into a chair outside the room and waited silently.

At that moment, his phone rang.

He glanced at the screen. It was Queenie calling.

Zachary's face lit up. He walked out through the fire exit for some privacy.

"Hi, Queenie."

Queenie's cool voice sounded through the phone, "It's me. I'm on the helicopter that Vinson arranged for me. How's the patient's doing?"

Zachary gritted his teeth angrily and exclaimed, "Queenie, you need to get here pronto! The patient's heartbeat returned to normal with the help of the pacemaker. However, Mr. Nightshire has given full authority over the patient to some brat. I don't know from which godd*mn hole he found her, but she has

absolutely no idea what she's doing! Earlier, she tried to insert an acupuncture needle into the patient's fatal point. If you don't reach soon, the patient will be a

goner!"

"Brat?" Queenie furrowed her brows. Her eyes clouded over with dissatisfaction.