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.

a heart. If that was all it took, what was the point of all this equipment? But just as that

disbelief. It was faint, but the

in place and checked over Jim's wound. After feeling his pulse, she stood up straight. The situation was bad, but this bullet wasn't as deadly as the one Nick took

in fluent French, "I'll handle the surgery to remove the

ready." Dr. Ray shook off his shock, offering a wry smite.

looking up at Dr. Ray. "No

Dr. Ray nodded, his eyes drifting to the nearly empty blood bag nearby. "Keir's got a rare A3 subtype, a genetic mutation. Only one known in

Davis family type. Long ago, Dr. Ray had advised storing Keir's blood regularly. But for some reason, the Davis heir later refused to keep storing it, leaving them with