Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 571

The attending doctor then went to the blood bags through a passageway in the emergency room.

Arielle was grateful that most of the doctors believed in her. Just as she was about to check on the patient, her vision blurred and a pang of dizziness hit her. She felt like she was about to faint soon. The assistant standing closest to her quickly steadied her and asked worriedly, "What's wrong, Ms. Moore?"

Arielle tried her best to steady herself, before saying in exhaustion, "I'm feeling worn out. Please get me an IV bag. I need to recover as soon as possible."

Ancient Chanaean acupuncture was different from traditional Chanaean acupuncture. It required a lot of energy from the practitioner, so it was rather lucky that Arielle didn't faint from it.

One of the doctors quickly went to get her an IV bag and attached her to it.

When she finally regained some of her strength, she went back to tending to the patient. The woman treated his needle wounds, and disinfected them, all while connected to the IV drip. The doctors standing on the sides couldn't bear to watch the sight of her.

One of them finally said, "You should really rest up in the break room, Ms. Moore."

"No, it's alright," Arielle said as she shook her head. "The anesthetics are going to wear off soon. I need to

let out his blood before this happens."

The doctors exchanged glances. They knew that they couldn't leave her side, so they paid close attention to how she was doing while observing the patient.

Soon enough, the syringe pump was done pumping all the medicine into the patient.

Arielle waited for a moment more to make sure that the medicine was in the patient's blood before she stood up, and got ready to let the patient's blood out.

She needed to be very careful with the location she chose to let the blood out. Detoxification wouldn't be complete if too little blood was released, while the patient might experience excessive loss of blood if too much blood was released.

After choosing the right spot, Arielle began with the procedure.

What shocked the other doctors the most was that the blood was as black as ink when it was released.

The patient was finally getting detoxified.

Everyone was delighted at the sight of this.

"It seems like Ms. Moore's treatment is successful!"

"Pay attention, all of you. He has hemophilia so his blood doesn't clot properly."

"You should be careful too. Otherwise, you might faint

again."

About three or four minutes later, the patient's hand twitched

At the same time, the blood that was being released was also returning to its original color.

Arielle looked up at the patient and saw that he was slowly opening his eyes, looking weak and lost.

"What happened to me?"

"You're in the emergency room receiving treatment right now," she said. Signaling the doctors, they started to stop the patient's bleeding.

As expected, the patient's blood wasn't clotting properly. Fortunately, they had prepared bags of blood plasma and blood platelets, and they finally managed to stop the bleeding.

The patient was weak all over. As he stared at the female doctor who was busy treating him even with an IV drip attached to her, he asked hoarsely, “Am I... in any life-threatening danger?" "What do you think?" Arielle handed the work over to the doctors and walked over to the patient.

He was still young and looked like a cheery person. However, he was pale and extremely weak.

The woman took his pulse and made sure that all toxins had left his body. Heaving a sigh of relief, she looked at the patient and said, "You would have died if it wasn't for me."

The young man was stunned for a second before he said gratefully, "Thank you, doctor..."

"I've never asked for your gratitude."

The former was stunned, having not expected the woman to be so realistic.

"I'll get you money as thanks after I'm out of here," he said.

The other doctors also didn't expect this.

They didn't think that after all this, Arielle was just doing it for money.