Chapter 843
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 843 Instinctively, they turned toward the source of the voice.
They caught sight of Arielle standing in the corner. Her pale and porcelain skin seemed to glow under the light. As a light gust swept across the room, her long hair danced in the breeze, making the woman appear as pretty as a picture.
The couple was dumbstruck. They had never laid eyes on such a gorgeous woman before.
On the other hand, Jennie recognized her instantly. âArielle!â she exclaimed.
Arielle stepped forward and turned to Cornelius. âDr. Mill, will it be all right if I take a look at the patient?â
For a moment, Cornelius was puzzled by Arielleâs question. However, his eyes widened in shock when realization dawned upon him.
âY-You were the one who wrote the prescription?â Cornelius gasped.
âIt looks like fate has brought us together,â Arielle replied with a nod.
Arielle was impressed by Corneliusâ character and wanted to offer her assistance.
Besides, how can I turn a blind eye when thereâs a patient in need of medical help right in front of me?
Corneliusâ startled gaze turned into one of admiration and respect.
He couldnât believe that a young woman like Arielle had such adept mastery of traditional Chanaean medicine. Is she an ancient Chanaean doctor too?
Traditional and ancient Chanaean medicine were two different medical fields with stark differences. In comparison to a traditional Chanaean doctor, an ancient Chanaean medical professional was much more knowledgeable.
âPlease go ahead. Iâll be entrusting Jennie to you.â Cornelius beckoned toward Jennie as he stepped aside to make room for Arielle.
âIâll try my best.â Arielle made her way in front of Jennie. âYour name is Jennie, right? Can you tell me if you went out within these two days? Did you have any guests over?â Arielle asked.
Immediately, Jennie shook her head.
However, Arielleâs keen senses noticed that the girl avoided her gaze.
Not only was Arielle skilled in ancient Chanaean medicine, but she also knew how to observe facial expressions. Promptly, Arielle deduced that the girl was lying.
Before Arielle could ask her another question, Jennieâs allergy reaction began to act up again.
This time, Jennieâs condition seemed to have worsened. White foam gurgled out of her mouth as she had greater difficulty breathing.
âTurn her body to the side! Dr. Mill, please give her another one of your pills,â Arielle instructed.
âIâm on it.â Cornelius rushed off to do Arielleâs bidding.
After Cornelius fed Jennie another soothing pill to stop her convulsions, Arielle took out the silver plated needles that she always carried on her. Quickly, Arielle inserted them into Jennieâs acupuncture points.
It took half an hour before Jennie finally woke up again.
While Jennie was still unconscious, Arielle searched Jennieâs body thoroughly. Yet, she did not discover any tick bites or scars.
âSince she just underwent a heart transplant, maybe her immune system is rejecting the foreign tissue,â
Cornelius suggested.
Arielle shook her head. âPatients suffering from a transplant rejection donât have these symptoms. The timing of her condition does not add up too. I still suspect that itâs a tick paralysis.â
âJennie, Iâm sure you must have felt uncomfortable earlier. If we donât find the cause of your symptoms, the next wave will be much more severe than the last. Your body might not be able to handle it. You need to tell me the truth. Have you been going outside?â Arielle asked solemnly.
Jennieâs face paled when she caught sight of Arielleâs grim expression. Her nervous gaze darted toward Cornelius.
Cornelius seemed confused. âJennie, is there something that you canât tell us?â
âJennie, please tell the doctors the truth! Did you go out while we were working?â her parents begged.
Jennie closed her eyes in defeat. âI didnât go outâ she mumbled.
âHowever, someone came over,â Jennie continued before Arielle could say anything.
âWho was it?â Cornelius asked.
âFrancis.â
âMy brother?â Cornelius exclaimed in shock.
âYes.â Tears began to stream down Jennieâs cheeks. âDr. Mill, Iâm so sorry. I-Iâm in a relationship with your brother.â