The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 357 Hidden Truths

Chapter 357 Hidden Truths

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Calls and alarms echoed one after another as Sloane scanned the latest lab reports. Her eyes locked on a single detail-every symptomatic patient’s blood showed the same abnormal protein structure.

She immediately relayed the finding to the head of infectious diseases, hoping this might finally give them a way forward.

To confirm her suspicion, Sloane returned to bed four. As she leaned down to check the old man’s pupils, his trembling hand suddenly gripped her wrist. For a fleeting moment, his clouded eyes cleared. His voice was weak, but his tone was steady.

“Dr. Rivers… if I don’t make it…”

“Don’t say that. We’re going to pull you through,” Sloane whispered.

The old man shook his head stubbornly, his grip tightening. “Listen to me… when I was young, I served in the military… I trained in biochemical drills…” His breath came ragged. “These symptoms… you have to cremate… burn everything… no trace…”

pressed her fingers to his wrist-his pulse

crashing!” Sloane barked. “Get epinephrine

steady despite the chaos. The old

and ordered, “Start the crash cart!” Sloane snapped. “Get

and Sloane slid it

she muttered, brow furrowed. “Keep the vasopressors going. Page ICU for advanced support. Prepare for ECMO if we lose oxygenation again,”

hour of nonstop resuscitation-bagging, IV lines, shocks of medication-the man’s vitals finally stabilized. Sloane’s back was soaked through,

the blanket around him with care, but her chest felt

guided her toward the

the wall, face shields fogged, eyes red.

wall, her face drained of

break,”

shook her head. “Dr. Rivers, you haven’t slept in three days…” Her words

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