Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

In the large operating room, Zachary lay on the hospital bed, face pale, breathing faint, with marks of treatment on his arms and chest.

Yvette calmly withdrew her gaze. Her eyes were calm and clear.

She extended her delicate hand to take a small packet from her black backpack, spreading it out on the table. Under the bright lights, rows of slender silver needles of different sizes glinted coldly.

Yvette squinted slightly. Her gaze was sharp and cold. Then she carried out a disinfection procedure before acting.

Twenty-four needles were inserted simultaneously. They landed precisely on Zachary’s various acupuncture points.

Yvette continued the process for over ten minutes, then changed the needles, increasing the pressure by thirty percent.

Yvette’s cold eyes shifted slightly. The second needling session lasted a full half-hour. Yvette’s hand was steady as a rock, without a hint of a tremor.

Two hours later, Yvette, with an expressionless face, put away the silver needles and placed them back in the pouch.

She slightly tilted her gaze. Then she took out a vial of reagent from her backpack.

It was a potion for repairing bodily functions that she had developed with Silas three years ago and it remained a secret to this day.

The potion the Mysonna President had always wanted but never got was now poured entirely into Zachary’s mouth by Yvette.

Zachary, after drinking the potion, lay on the bed, looking blankly the same as before without any change.

Outside the operating room, Lucas paced back and forth, muttering nonstop, “I hope the heavens protect Mr. Chambers. He must be fine. I beg the heavens.”

Lucas repeatedly and tirelessly prayed over and over again.

Harold saw the sincere concern of Lucas while Yvette ignored her own father’s life, which made him even angrier.

Jeremiah stood by the window. His calm and deep eyes gazed at the distant horizon before glancing down at his watch.

An hour and a half had passed. The other staff members found chairs and sat down.

A very plain-looking female doctor with black-framed glasses had Cardiology & Neurology written on the left side of her white coat.

The doctors and nurses that Jeremiah brought were all temporarily called in from various hospitals in Betrico. Some of them knew Tristan from regular medical seminars.

call. When he saw the caller’s name, he walked further away to answer the phone.

Jeremiah walk away, they all breathed a deep sigh of relief. Their backs were covered in cold sweat. Jeremiah’s presence was so strong

who worked in Betrico

called in

Chambers can cure her father with acupuncture?” the male neurologist asked. His

whom he had a good relationship, paused to think seriously for a few

way, if it wasn’t for her connection to the patient, I’d suspect this was murder,” the

doctor sitting next

could pull it off. Do you think

was already annoyed by being sent here at the last minute, looked

quickly took the opportunity to

dad’s life. Young people today are so different from our time, so bold,” the female

recklessly trying to save people and

others nodded

all started

more and more outrageous, Tristan frowned and coughed. There was an aura of

Have

slightest hint of courtesy. The group fell silent, shifting

to be in Seacrity by his own decision. Otherwise, he could have chosen any hospital

perfectly good major hospital in Betrico for someplace like

promise to his first love, but

his eyes on the operating room, looking very worried. He was eager to

things get really bad, I will perform the surgery myself. Even if the chances of success are low, it would be better than

was torn and undecided, the door to the operating room opened. Yvette was standing behind the door, dressed head to toe

in her pocket, Yvette looked casually defiant, her eyes

someone move him to a

was collectively

a moment, Harold looked at Yvette with a complex expression, mixed with doubt and

rough, asking, “You mean the blood clot in Mr. Chambers’s brain is

were on Yvette, her face showing no

it true that Mr. Chambers is healed now? Is

pressed her lips together. Her bright,

Then she said, “Yes.”