In traditional Chanaean medicine, the doctor would only need to let out blood to decrease the blood pressure.
Still, it was a risky procedure. If she slipped up, it would only speed up Russell's death instead of rescuing him.
Arielle was certain that no one could save
Russell for the medical industry wasn't that developed locally yet.
Hence, she could give it a try.
At that, Clara immediately ordered a few bodyguards to bring Russell to the waiting room beside the living room.
Arielle stood at the door and stopped the
Actonwards and Yvette from coming in. “I need a quiet environment to carry out my treatment.
Clara can stay. The others, please remain outside,” she announced coolly.
One of them asked, “Are you capable of treating him? You look young. What if something happens to Russell because of what you did?”
Meanwhile, Yvette had never trusted Arielle.
“Don't get tricked by her! I know her well. She's a vicious and lying b*tch! She killed my dog previously. I know she's trying to delay treatment for Dad as she hates me. Don't trust her. Kick her out now!” Yvette declared.
Instantly, the others began losing trust in Arielle.
“That's true. She's around Yvette's age. How skilled can she be?”
“I think we should wait for the ambulance. I checked Russell's breathing earlier. He can breathe in but can't breathe out. He can't handle more stress!”
“Young lady, we know you're kind enough to offer help, but this concerns a person's life. This isnt a game.
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