Chapter 234
Billionaire’s Missing Darling
They had visited almost all the interesting attractions here.
Accompanied by Athene, who was like a living map, they had visited. almost all the interesting places.
When they were almost done with the visit, Olivia planned to return to the country tomorrow.
The document about the Smith familyâs lifeâsaving prescription that she had perfected had been sent back to the domestic laboratory for experimental verification.
Olivia wanted to go back and keep an eye on it personally so that this lifeâsaving medicine could be announced as soon as possible.
Last time, because of what Gillian had done, the Smith familyâs. reputation had been deeply ruined.
Although she returned in time and tried her best to salvage the situation, there were still many rumors spreading.
So, she was really disappointed with Gillian.
She could tolerate Gillianâs jealousy, disgust, and unwillingness⦠but she could not forgive her for being impatient and announcing imperfect drugs.
This was harming people!
As a doctor, how could she not take the patientâs health seriously?
Although Olivia did not become a doctor as her grandfather had expected, the theory that her grandfather had instilled in her since she was young was that doctors had the hearts of parents. As a doctor, she had to be careful.
Other occupations allowed mistakes, but not doctors.
This was because once there was a mistake, even if it was just a slight error, it would affect a living life.
Olivia was not a warmâhearted person. Even if nothing happened and she wasnât pushed off the cliff by Gillian, she was not a saint who would take the initiative to diagnose people.
Her grandfather used to be very dissatisfied with this character of her and tried his best to persuade her dut she just leaned on his grandfatherâs shoulder and said coquenishly, âGrandpa, I wonât fold my hands and see people die. If I encounter those patients who will die and I donât save them, I will do something to help them.â
Isaac nodded. He was very satisfied with his granddaughterâs words, but he still kept a straight face.
âThen, when school ended last night, a classmate of yours had a nail in his foot. Why didnât you do anything?â
Olivia blinked, with a good reason. âItâs not like itâs going to kill him. Besides, his parents are there too.
Itâs not my turn.â
âYou little rascal.â Isaac glared at her. âDonât you have your own medicine. that can stop bleeding and disinfect? Apply a little on the child so that his parents donât have to hit his feet hard to drain the blood.â
The child cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face.
Isaacâs heart ached for the child when he saw this. However, his granddaughter actually tilted her head and looked at it seriously.
She even instructed her parents in a crisp voice, âMrs, slap harder. Use more strength. My Grandpa said that blood stasis has to be drained, or a tetanus shot will be needed.â
âGrandpa.â Olivia was silent for a moment before she suddenly spoke. She ran to the desk, got some chalk, and said seriously, âGrandpa, this is at super effective medicinal powder I developed. It can treat gout. Take it!â
Isaac glared and said angrily, âNonsense. How can this thing cure gout?â
âThatâs right.â Olivia held the chalk and blew at the open window. The white powder flew from the window with the wind. âLook, even you donât believe me, Grandpa. How can the parents believe me?â
A little girl who was still in primary school suddenly took out some powder and said that it could disinfect and stop the bleeding.
Probably only a fool would believe it!
Isaac was silent for a moment before sighing softly.
He had indeed not considered this.
If it was a professional doctor who took out a bottle of medicinal powder, the boyâs parents might believe it. But if it were little Olivia, they would definitely not believe it.
But.
Isaac frowned. As a doctor, how could she give up?
If she could not overcome such a small setback she would encounter even more difficulties on the road to saving people in the future. What should she do then?â he thought.
Isaac explained to Olivia with patience.
He taught her how to gain the trust of Aronâs parents. He taught her not. to be afraid of peopleâs words, dirty words, misunderstandings, and abuse. He taught her to stick to her inner rightness.
Olivia nodded obediently. She especially liked it when her grandfather told her this.
She would remember everything her grandfather said with all her heart.
After saying that, Isaac rubbed the soft top of Oliviaâs head and asked her, âThen do you realize your mistake now?â
Olivia was about to nod subconsciously.
However, before she could nod her head, she frowned and looked up at Isaac.
She was very serious. âGrandpa, I didnât do anything wrong.â
Olivia clenched her small fists, her eyes bright. âThe one at fault is Aron. He was the one who accidentally stepped on a nail and injured himself. He was clearly the one at fault. How can you blame me? The patient was sick. It was clearly the illness that was hurting them. Why should they resent the doctor who could not save them? Doctors are human beings. Theyâre made of flesh and blood. Theyâll be sad too. Why is there no one that understands the doctor? Thatâs not fair!â
The little girl lowered her head, her beautiful almondâshaped eyes filled. with tears.
One by one, they fell.
It was like a crystal.
âI asked Aronâs parents to slap the soles of his feet to get rid of the blood stasis. Is this wrong?â
She looked up and questioned Isaac aggrievedly.
Isaac was stunned. âYes, yes, butâ¦â
âNo buts.â The little girlâs expression was firm. âEvery patientâs situation is different. We canât generalize. If it were in the hospital, the patient would have enough trust in Grandpa. Grandpa could have applied powder on him. However, in the situation at that time, it was the most suitable way make Aronâs parents make a prompt decision:
âOf course.â Oliviaâs tone changed. âI can also forcefully apply medicinal powder to Aronâs wound. If they are unwilling and misunderstand me, it doesnât matter. As long as Aronâs wound recovers quickly, they will naturally know that they misunderstood me.â
Isaac was about to nod.
His granddaughterâs clear voice sounded in his ears again. âBut Iâm not willing to. I saved him and helped them. Why should I suffer misunderstandings, curses, and even physical injuries?
âGrandpa, I donât want that.â Olivia took out the powder and looked at it under the sunlight. âIf you want to promote the powder, go and apply for a patent. Let the country promote it, and the media promote it so that everyone can enjoy this convenience. Isnât that better?
âLet the professionals do the professional thing. We just need to give suggestions in ways that are acceptable to the patient. Isnât that better?â
Isaac was speechless for a long time. After a while, he said in disbelief, âOlivia, how⦠did you think of this? When did you start thinking about this?â
It was hard to believe that such words came from a childâs mouth.
Olivia raised her eyebrows. âI thought of it just now. Whatâs wrong?â
Isaac was silent.
But Olivia was puzzled. âIs that hard to think of?â
Isaac was confused. âDonât say another word, or youâll make Grandpa look like a fool!â
However, although Olivia did not have the personality of a Holy Mother and did not have the heart of a Holy Father or Mother that his grandfather had hoped for, she never ignored life.
She felt that life was very important. If she could not save it, she should not hurt it.
She would never tolerate Gillianâs introduction of defective drugs and False propaganda.