Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

Chapter 5 Author:Only For You Last Updated:2024-10-14 10:13:00 Laurens face paled instantly.

What did you say? Wheres Dr.

Hackett? Whats going on? Bernard and Philip approached, looking apologetic.

Were sorry, Ms.

Rhodes.

Ms.

Cecelias condition is critical.

Weve done all we can.

Philip added, his voice filled with frustration, The initial treatment seemed promising, but suddenly, Ms.

Cecelias breathing weakened dramatically.

Its not our lack of skill, Ms.

Rhodes.

Were simply facing an impossible situation.

Before Philip could finish his explanation, Lauren slapped him.

Ms.

Rhodes, what was that… You idiot! Lauren seethed, her body trembling with rage.

Didnt you just boast about your ability to save Cece? Philip stood there, speechless and humiliated, his cheek stinging from the blow.

Then, Lauren turned to Bernard, her voice dripping with venom.

Dr.

Hackett, Ill ask you one last time.

Is there anyone else in this hospital who can help? If anything happens to her, you and your incompetent son will face severe consequences.

Bernard was visibly shaken, and he stammered, There is… one person we could try.

Who is it? Dr.

Andrew Lloyd.

Laurens eyes lit up.

Of course! Dr.

Lloyd! Quick, get him to save Cece! Philip, consumed by jealousy, mocked, Andrews in my department.

I know his capabilities.

Hes not up to this task.

Laurens eyes flashed with a dangerous glint.

Shut your mouth.

If you dare speak again, Ill remove your tongue! Philips face instantly ashen, knowing that he had ruined his reputation forever in Laurens eyes.

Even so, he absolutely could not stand seeing Andrew being favored.

Just then, Andrew arrived on the scene.

He glanced at Lauren and said sternly, Theres no need to summon me.noveldrama

Saving lives is my job.

As the patients sister, you should focus on helping rather than venting your anger.

Come with me.

Ill need your assistance.

Laurens cheeks flushed at Andrews unexpected rebuke.

She was stunned that this mere doctor dared to speak to her in such a manner.

Eunice was dissatisfied with Andrews behavior and intervened, Dr.

Lloyd, please show more respect to Ms.

Rhodes.

Andrew, already striding toward the emergency room, replied without turning back, Im sorry, but I prioritize whats right over whos important.

If that offends you, feel free to find another doctor.

As Eunice sputtered in anger, Lauren raised a hand to stop her.

Watching Andrews retreating figure, she realized, to her surprise, that his blunt words had not angered her at all.

In the emergency room, Andrew donned his gloves and began the life-saving procedure.

The little girl on the operating table was deathly pale, her skin taking on a blueish tinge, and her breathing was barely noticeable.

Philip and Bernard watched from the sidelines, internally scoffing.

They thought the case was hopeless and were curious to see how Andrew would fail.

If Cecelia died, they could quickly shift all blame onto Andrew for interfering.

Andrew, weve tried everything possible.

What else do you think you can do? Philip asked coldly.

Ignoring Philip, Andrew turned to a nearby nurse and requested, Scalpel.

Then, he made an incision on Cecelias wrist.

Blood immediately began to flow, alarming everyone in the room.

Bernard exclaimed, Dr.

Lloyd, what are you doing? The patient is already critical.

How can you justify bloodletting? Lauren was equally frightened as she watched Cecelias blood flow steadily from the cut.

She wondered what Andrew could possibly be thinking.

Andrew replied calmly, Im draining the toxins from her body.

Initially, the poison was only skin-deep and could have been treated with medication.

But due to the delay, its now in her bloodstream.

Bloodletting is our only option.

Philip angrily retorted, Thats nonsense! If Ms.

Cecelia were poisoned, I wouldve noticed it immediately.

Just as Philip finished speaking, another observing doctor gasped, It really is poison! Look at the patients bloodits turning black! Indeed, Cecelias blood had changed from a healthy red to a murky black, a clear sign of poisoning.

Philips face turned red as a beet, thoroughly embarrassed by the public correction.

Bernard frowned, Dr.

Lloyd, you may be draining the poison, but shes just a child.

If you continue this bloodletting, even if you remove all the toxins, she might not survive the blood loss.

Andrew remained composed.

Youre right, which is why well be giving her a blood transfusion during the detoxifying process.

Bernard shook his head, Thats just wishful thinking.

Its impossible.

However, Andrew had already turned to Lauren, gesturing her to expose her wrist.

Lauren complied, revealing her slender, fair arm.

Then, Andrew continued, Youre sisters, and Ive confirmed that your blood types match.

Youll be donating blood to her.

Bernard immediately objected, Dr.

Lloyd, this is madness! Even with matching blood types, you cant perform a direct transfusion.

Its basic medical knowledge.

Youll cause Ms.

Cecelias blood pressure to skyrocket.

No one could save her then.

Another senior doctor chimed in, Andrew, this method wont work.

At the very least, you should draw Ms.

Rhodes blood first and transfuse it through proper equipment.

Thats the safest approach.

Andrew had already connected Lauren and Cecelia with an IV line.

He calmly replied, Under normal circumstances, youd be correct.

But this isnt a normal situation.

We cant afford any more delays.

Philip seized the opportunity to mock Andrew.

You talk a good game, but if you actually do this, youre guaranteed to cause harm.

Not only will Ms.

Cecelia be in danger, but Ms.

Rhodes will be at risk too.

Andrews tone grew cold.

Youve been interfering with my work since I started.

If youre so knowledgeable, why dont you take over? Philip bit his lip, frustrated.

Fine, since youre so smart, lets see how you save her.

With lightning speed, Andrew pressed several points on Cecelias body.

What happened next astonished everyone in the roomblood from Lauren began flowing smoothly into Cecelia, while the poisoned blood drained steadily from Cecelias other wrist.

The process seemed perfectly balanced.

As fresh blood entered her system, color returned to Cecelias pale face.

The observing medical staff were stunned into silence.

Bernard looked at Andrew, unable to hide his shock.

Dr.

Lloyd, w-was that some sort of secret pressure-point technique used to block circulation or pressure points from an ancient medical practice?