The True Heiress's Return

Chapter

25

Walter and his team set out from the Lopez Group building.

At the same time, after the doctor mentioned Yvette's name, the one who had just mocked Shakira immediately interrupted. "No, it can't be Yvettel

Slowly, Shakira turned toward him, her lips curling into a faint, cold smile under her mask. She glanced at the name tag on his chest and asked, "Dr. Jenkins, tell me, why not?"

Dale shot a glare at the impolite doctor, whose name was Paul Jenkins, then he turned to Shakira with a warm, gentle smile, explaining in a soft tone. "Dr. Lonely Bird, here's the thing. The patient in the SVIP ward is one of our hospital's SVIP patients." "Have you heard of f the e Nelson family? They're one of the top five wealthy families in Crescentville with a history that goes back a hundred years. This patient is the daughter of the Nelson family, and the entire hospital takes her case very seriously." he continued. "The Nelson family hold Ms. Yvette Nelson in high regard, and they certainly aren't short on funds, so they wouldn't accept such experimental project... From his words, it was clear how influential the Nelson family was and how much they valued Yvette. Hearing this, Shakira's eyes darkened. "Mr. Tucker, don't waste your time explaining to her," Paul lifted his chin, glaring at Shakira with obvious hostility in his eyes. "She's just a nobody who came from nowhere and doesn't even dare show us her face. How could she possibly be a disciple personally taught by a medical giant? She's probably an imposter, don't fall for her tricks!" Dale froze for a moment and instinctively glanced at Shakira, suddenly realizing Paul had a point. Shakira had only shown him a letter upon entering, with no other evidence to prove she was truly Lonely Bird, not to mention that the authenticity of the letter couldn't be confirmed. After all, all, no one had ever seen who Lonely Bird truly was Shakira, of course, noticed the scrutinizing looks from Dale and the others.

She was about to speak when a nurse burst in, panting. "Mr. Tucker, bad news! Three patients just arrived in the ER. They're all vomiting blood for unknown reasons and have fallen into comas. It's serious, and the ER doctors are at a loss-they can't figure out the cause!" Dale's face instantly went pale. "Quick, gather all the hospital's internal medicine specialists right away!"

Paul spoke up at that moment, obviously setting Shakira up. "Mr Tucker, don't worry. Don't we have the famous Dr. Lonely Bird here with us?"

Dale's eyes lit up immediately, but a second later, hesitation returned. Paul's words had planted doubt in his mind about Shakira's identity. If Shakira wasn't really Lonely Bird, it could lead to a disaster to the entire hospital.

But before Dale could make up his mind, Shakira was already heading toward the nurse at the door. "Let's go. Take me

there."

The nurse didn't know who Shakira was, but after hearing the certainty in her voice, her anxiety inexplicably eased. She hurried to lead the way. "Wait! I haven't said anything yet!" Dale was flustered, quickly motioning for the other doctors to follow.

the patient on the outermost bed immediately coughed up blood. Shakira narrowed her eyes and swiftly approached. Paul, a step behind, deliberately raised his voice. "Lives are at stake here. Don't pretend to know what you're doing if you FIL

don't."

in the ER,

and took the

Paul's face darkened slightly. He snorted, thinking to himself that this impostor seemed

lives were on the line, so he joined the other experts in checking

and skill were among the best in the hospital, which was why Dale

He used

quickly coming to a conclusion. "It's food poisoning. Send them for

of the ER

One of the

well, but they've only vomited blood -no other vomit, and no typical symptoms of food poisoning. Thanks for confirming the cause, Dr. Jenkins. Now we know what to do." Paul looked smug. "You're still lacking experience. Spend more time in the ER, and you'll figure

them for a gastric lavage, they'll just

immediately. "What

inflammatory lesions in the lungs. If I'm not mistaken, the three of them are close relatives and all I suffer from the same lung disease. "Nonsense!" Paul barked. "I didn't find any signs of lung disease in my examination. And you're claiming they're close relatives? Do you think you can figure all that out just by feeling their pulses? Ridiculous." Shakira glanced at him, shaking her head with a look of pity in her eyes. Without wasting time arguing, she pulled out a

so he grabbed the test results, flipping through them quickly. His face

blank

was interrupted by the nurse's excited shout, "The patient's stopped

first patient's condition had

care unit. Shakira was at the sterilization sink, calmly

here today. We'd be in serious trouble otherwise!" Misdiagnosing and mistreating patients was no small matter-it was