Her Rebirth of Retribution
Chapter 73 Slowly Exposing Evil

"Jarrett, you're going to insist Callie is guilty just by the words of your doctor? If anything happens to Ambrose, the Fairchilds will bear all responsibility! Will you calm down now?"

Kallum's attitude made everyone take a deep breath, and the murderous aura everyone felt earlier dissipated after hearing Kallum's words. Kallum must have so much trust in Calista to have said something like that. Jarrett took in a deep breath before finally stepping back.

Seeing how Calista and Kallum held hands and looked back at him made him feel like killing something even more than ever, and he didn't know why either.

Carl saw that Kallum was willing to go to such lengths for Calista and was secretly delighted. So if Ambrose died, Jarrett and Kallum would definitely fight each other!

But the Sinclairs were not as powerful as the Fairchilds, and so the family would definitely decide to sacrifice Jarrett for the sake of keeping the peace with the Fairchilds. When that happened, he could kill off Jarrett and claim the biggest credit!

After thinking about that, he dragged his injured leg along and spoke loudly in front of Kallum, "Mr. Jarrett! You must decide on behalf of Mr. Ambrose! I suspected Calista and said that her prescription seemed strange, but she said she would bear all responsibility if anything should happen. I didn't expect Mr. Ambrose to become like this after drinking just one bowl..."

His words made Jarrett's anger rise again. He kicked Carl and roared, "Since you thought there was a problem, why didn't you come and ask me about it? Or ask the doctor first?!"

Carl suppressed the hate in his heart after being kicked, and made his voice tremble as he said, "But Mr. Jarrett, you said that Ms. Stafford knew some special acupuncture techniques and told us not to suspect her, right? She said the medicine was needed very urgently, so... I didn't ask the doctor."

So! It was his own fault for trusting Calista too much!

Jarrett's head felt like it was about to burst.

He weakly pulled at the doctor and asked seriously, "My brother, is he really..."

The doctor had expected this result and even though he was in great panic, he managed to say as calmly as possible, "Mr. Ambrose... Mr. Ambrose won't make it...he's vomited so much blood, his organs are damaged too. It's not just me who can't save him, there's nobody in this country who can..."

Actually he was too nervous when he was checking Ambrose earlier and couldn't really check him properly. But since Ambrose had vomited so much blood, he figured that he was going to die from internal bleeding, so he didn't need to really check carefully to know that Ambrose couldn't take the medicine at all, and was definitely going to die.

Jarrett's veins were popping out of his hands, and he looked at Calista, ready to kill her.

"What do you have to say for yourself?"

Kallum on the contrary, was very calm. He pinched Calista lightly to tell her that she didn't need to be afraid - even if her patient died it didn't matter, because he was still around to support her.

Calista never expected Kallum to have such trust in her, and her emotions became very complex. But she managed to keep a calm expression on and she raised an eyebrow at the doctor. "Doctor, are you sure you don't want to check one more time?"

The doctor took a quick glance at Ambrose and was even more convinced, "No, I'm very sure my conclusion is right. Mr. Ambrose drank herbs that were too strong for his body, causing death from internal bleeding. Ms. Stafford, you've killed someone - why aren't you scared at all?"

Calista wasn't just not fearful. She was extremely calm!

After hearing what the doctor said, Calista confirmed her suspicions and smiled as she nodded, and then glanced at Carl.

"How interesting. There are all sorts of monsters everywhere in the Sinclair residence!

"Carl said he didn't ask the doctor and boiled the herbs according to my instructions. I only had half an hour and I was afraid that the medicine might not be strong enough, so I actually purposely increased the proportion on my prescription. But Carl added twice the amount I prescribed. I suppose all the scraps from the herb boiling have probably been disposed of by now?"

Carl felt his entire body tremble as he continued to lie on the floor. He did put in twice the amount and got rid of all the scraps, but how did Calista know? Was she really able to tell the amount just by smelling it? How could that be?

In his panic he totally forgot that he had never told Calista his name, but Calista knew his name.

Now Calista turned to look at the doctor who was panicking.

"After checking, you said Ambrose won't make it, and the reason was that his body can't take the medicine - this means that you're suspicious too!"

"Nonsense! You've killed someone and you want to push the blame to me?"

The doctor spoke confidently because he figured that Jarrett would believe him as he had served the family for many years now. He didn't expect Calista to suspect him so easily.

"I'm spouting nonsense?" Calista

looked at Jarrett, who was trying to suppress his anger, and said very seriously, "Ambrose has vomited the blood clots in his body, and he has fainted from trying hard to recover after absorbing all the medicine. You pretended to check him for a few minutes and then immediately said the medicine was too strong for his body. So that means you'd seen the prescription earlier and knew what he had taken, and had already guessed this would happen. So when you saw Ambrose lying unconscious, you just said what you already concluded earlier, but actually you were too panicky earlier to check for anything, right?

Carl said that he didn't ask you about the prescription, so it means both of you are lying!"

Jarrett finally found a glimmer of hope!

"Did you say...Ambrose is ok? He's...just fainted?"

Ambrose had vomited blood all over his body and was barely breathing, and it was little wonder that the doctor had immediately concluded that Ambrose was going to die. "What's going on?!"

The doctor jumped up agitatedly. "I checked his pulse earlier, and his heartrate was only sixty, his pupils have lost focus too, so he's definitely on the brink of death! Ms. Stafford, why are you still trying to defend yourself by blaming others? ve been a doctor for twenty years now, you think I wouldn't know if Mr. Ambrose is just unconscious or on the verge of death?"

Calista raised her eyebrows, let go of Kallum's hand and walked slowly towards the doctor. "Are you sure?"

The old man thought through what

happened earlier. Even though he

didn't check very carefully, Ambrose's breathing and heartrate was very poor, plus he had vomited so much blood, so the only possibility was that the medicine

was too intense and he was going to die from it!

So he nodded.

"I'm sure!"

"Very good! I'll let you see what it means to die!"

Calista walked over to Ambrose and without thinking, Jarrett stopped her and said, "What are you doing?"

Calista snorted, "What else? I'm going to let you watch me resurrect the dead."

She had said "resurrect the dead" very sarcastically, and was obviously poking fun at the doctor's conclusion that Ambrose was as good as dead.

Her sudden cold attitude made Jarrett very uncomfortable. He grabbed Calista's hand with mixed feelings in his eyes.

"Is he really going to be ok? You're really going to save him?!"

Calista pushed his hand away and replied coldly, "You'll know in a few moments whether I'm here to kill him or save him!"

She then stretched her hands out over Ambrose's chest, and the four needles she inserted earlier obediently returned to her fingers.

Once the needles had been removed, Ambrose suddenly opened his eyes wide and took in a deep breath.

At the same time, there was some steam evaporating from his body, and he choked a little.

Jarrett was completely stunned and didn't dare to touch him, and watched as Ambrose's face immediately regained its natural color. Or rather, his face had never been so pink and healthy before!