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Chapter 102 Emergency in the Hospital

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Appliepie’s parents stared at Sloane, their expressions torn between disbelief, shock, and a deep, complicated anger. Boone’s fate–committed to a psychiatric hospital for life—was hard to process, even after everything he had done.

After a long pause, Appliepie’s mother murmured, “I guess… that’s karma.”

Sloane didn’t linger. After finishing the acupuncture session, she left behind a personalized massage and rehabilitation regimen for Appliepie’s father, then quietly exited the ward.

But as she passed by a nearby room, her steps came to a sudden stop.

Inside, several doctors were gathered around a hospital bed, their faces grave. On the bed lay an elderly man, pale as paper. The monitor beside him showed dangerously weak vitals.

“Prepare the cardiac stimulant,” the attending physician instructed. “Standard dose.”

Sloane’s expression changed. She pushed the door open without hesitation.

“Stop! Don’t inject that! You’ve misdiagnosed him!”

Her voice cut through the tension like a blade. The room went silent. All eyes snapped to her.

The attending physician frowned, clearly annoyed. “Who are you? This is a critical patient. Don’t interfere.”

you are? If something

know what I’m doing. This isn’t a typical cardiac condition–this is a rare form of variant cardiomyopathy. If you give him

attending scoffed. “And you diagnosed that how, with your intuition? Get out. Don’t pretend to be a doctor

She reached into her bag, pulled

the bed.

time to explain.

she swept past them, stepping

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needle pierced the skin, the heart monitor suddenly flared with

doing?!” one of the

needle’s near the cerebral cortex. One wrong

froze, lips trembling,

of the needle. Gradually, the heart monitor

silent.

moved to the second needle–straight to

its breath. Every eye

measured depth and angle. Slowly, the old man’s breathing steadied. The ghostly pallor on his

the family burst into tears, crowding around

then, the doors burst open. Dr. Benjamin and the hospital’s elderly director rushed

moment the director caught sight of Sloane’s needlework, his pupils contracted. He took a staggering step forward, voice trembling

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