The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 1723

As soon as they stepped into the emergency room, the monitor let out a long, ominous beep. The once-wavy heart rate line had flattened into a straight line. The assistant doctors exchanged worried glances and reached for the defibrillator, ready for another go at jump-starting the heart.

Mirabella, with a quick glance at the monitor, stopped their actions. Instead, she swiftly retrieved a set of acupuncture needles and deftly inserted them into strategic points on the chest. The assistant doctors froze, clearly taken aback by her unconventional approach.

One of the doctors snapped out of his daze and turned to Dr. Ray. "Dr. Ray, this person..."

Dr. Ray's eyes were glued to Mirabella's every move. Having dabbled in alternative medicine before, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "Let her handle it."

While he didn't fully understand the young woman's methods, he trusted the Grady family's judgment, who had insisted on her presence. With this endorsement, the assistant doctors held back their objections.

If that was all it took, what was the point of all this equipment? But just as that thought crossed his mind, the heart rate monitor flickered

was faint, but the heart had started beating again, seemingly without their

feeling his pulse, she stood up straight. The situation was bad, but this bullet wasn't as deadly as

slipped off her coat and said in fluent French, "I'll handle the surgery to remove the bullet.

off his shock, offering

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nearby. "Keir's got a rare A3 subtype, a genetic mutation. Only one known in the

sample, but nothing matched the unique Davis family type. Long ago, Dr. Ray had advised storing Keir's blood regularly.