Chapter 571
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
The attending doctor then went to the blood bags through a passageway in the emergency room.
Arielle was grateful that most of the doctors believed in her. Just as she was about to check on the patient, her vision blurred and a pang of dizziness hit her. She felt like she was about to faint soon.
The assistant standing closest to her quickly steadied her and asked worriedly, âWhatâs wrong, Ms.
Moore?â
Arielle tried her best to steady herself, before saying in exhaustion, âIâm feeling worn out. Please get me an IV bag. I need to recover as soon as possible.â
Ancient Chanaean acupuncture was different from traditional Chanaean acupuncture. It required a lot of energy from the practitioner, so it was rather lucky that Arielle didnât faint from it.
One of the doctors quickly went to get her an IV bag and attached her to it.
When she finally regained some of her strength, she went back to tending to the patient. The woman treated his needle wounds, and disinfected them, all while connected to the IV drip. The doctors standing on the sides couldnât bear to watch the sight of her.
One of them finally said, âYou should really rest up in the break room, Ms. Moore.â
âNo, itâs alright,â Arielle said as she shook her head. âThe anesthetics are going to wear off soon. I need to let out his blood before this happens.â
The doctors exchanged glances. They knew that they couldnât leave her side, so they paid close attention to how she was doing while observing the patient.
Soon enough, the syringe pump was done pumping all the medicine into the patient.
Arielle waited for a moment more to make sure that the medicine was in the patientâs blood before she stood up, and got ready to let the patientâs blood out.
She needed to be very careful with the location she chose to let the blood out. Detoxification wouldnât be complete if too little blood was released, while the patient might experience excessive loss of blood if too much blood was released.
After choosing the right spot, Arielle began with the procedure.
What shocked the other doctors the most was that the blood was as black as ink when it was released.
The patient was finally getting detoxified.
Everyone was delighted at the sight of this.
âIt seems like Ms. Mooreâs treatment is successful!â
âPay attention, all of you. He has hemophilia so his blood doesnât clot properly.â
âYou should be careful too. Otherwise, you might faint again.â
About three or four minutes later, the patientâs hand twitched At the same time, the blood that was being released was also returning to its original color.
Arielle looked up at the patient and saw that he was slowly opening his eyes, looking weak and lost.
âWhat happened to me?â
âYouâre in the emergency room receiving treatment right now,â she said. Signaling the doctors, they started to stop the patientâs bleeding.
As expected, the patientâs blood wasnât clotting properly. Fortunately, they had prepared bags of blood plasma and blood platelets, and they finally managed to stop the bleeding.
The patient was weak all over. As he stared at the female doctor who was busy treating him even with an IV drip attached to her, he asked hoarsely, âAm I⦠in any life-threatening danger?â
âWhat do you think?â Arielle handed the work over to the doctors and walked over to the patient.
He was still young and looked like a cheery person. However, he was pale and extremely weak.
The woman took his pulse and made sure that all toxins had left his body. Heaving a sigh of relief, she looked at the patient and said, âYou would have died if it wasnât for me.â
The young man was stunned for a second before he said gratefully, âThank you, doctorâ¦â
âIâve never asked for your gratitude.â
The former was stunned, having not expected the woman to be so realistic.
âIâll get you money as thanks after Iâm out of here,â he said.
The other doctors also didnât expect this.
They didnât think that after all this, Arielle was just doing it for money.