Chapter 499
Isabella clenched her fists so hard her knuckles turned white.
She hated Serena with a burning passion.
Why did she have to show up at this exact moment?
Why did she always have to deliberately target her?
Serena knew that treating Mr. Hank was her only chance to redeem herself.
So she just had to show off her medical skills, had to try and outdo her in every single way!
She just had to flaunt everything, to show off at every opportunity.
Would she only be satisfied once she had thoroughly beaten her down in front of their family?
Agnes was right.
Country bumpkins were full of tricks and schemes.
The angrier Isabella became, the more gentle and innocent her expression grew.
She dug her nails into her palms and spoke, her voice laced with that same feigned innocence. “Serena, I know you want to compete with me over everything… but first aid is no joke. You’re going to get Mr. Hank killed p>
Serena completely ignored their noise. Without even batting an eye, she placed the pill in his mouth.
Karen wanted to rush forward and stop her, but the sight of the tall, elegant figure standing guard made her lose her nerve.
All she could do was shout desperately at Mr. Hank’s entourage. “Aren’t you going to stop her?! Serena, if anything happens to Mr. Hank, can you take responsibility for it p>
“Cough… cough, cough p>
Suddenly, a series of harsh coughs broke the tension.
Hank, who had been convulsing on the ground with a bluish-purple face, slowly opened his eyes after the pill dissolved. His eyelids fluttered for a moment before focusing.
In the few seconds it took for the medicine to take effect, the purple hue on Mr. Hank’s face faded at a visible rate.
Though he was still pale, a faint hint of color returned to his cheeks.
The rise and fall of his chest gradually became steady and strong.
Karen and Isabella’s clamoring came to an abrupt halt, their expressions frozen on their faces.
Hank blinked, his cloudy eyes slowly coming into focus.
His gaze landed on a strikingly beautiful and delicate face.
Her cool, clear eyes were like pure water, washing over his heart.
He stared into those eyes for a long moment.
He felt p>
They were somehow familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before.
“You’re awake?” Hank heard the girl’s cool voice, as placid and clear as her gaze. Hank subconsciously tried to nod.
The movement made him clutch his chest and hiss in pain.
Serena placed a hand on his shoulder to steady him and, with her other hand, inserted two more silver needles.
Once the pained expression on Hank’s face eased p>
She pressed the two remaining green pills into his hand. “You still need to go to the hospital for further treatment. Off Mr. Blackwood has arranged for an ambulance, it’s waiting outside the estate. These two pills will stabilize your condition. Keep them with you p>
Hank looked down at the pills in his palm.
His gaze suddenly fixed on them, spotting an extremely tiny mark, one that was almost invisible unless you looked very closely… a totem insignia!
The pattern of the engraving p>
Hank’s pupils contracted violently. He struggled to sit up. “You… you p>
He pointed a trembling finger at Serena, his voice hoarse but filled with excitement. “Ghost Doctor! You… you are the Ghost Doctor p>
The words “Ghost Doctor” reached the ears of the surrounding crowd, immediately causing an uproar.
The name “Ghost Doctor” was known to almost everyone!
That mysterious, elusive figure, a legend said to be able to snatch people from the jaws of death, a medical titan whom the global elite would chase after, willing to spend fortunes for a single consultation.