Jaxon arrived at Starlight Royal Medical Center in just thirty minutes.
Serena told Jaxon to head back while she followed the directions from Alfred to find the hospital room.
From a distance, she saw several doctors in white coats gathered in the hallway outside the room. Even a few senior department heads and professors were there, discussing something among themselves.
The atmosphere was tense.
One of them, a woman with curly blonde hair, was leaning against the wall outside the room, arms crossed. She wore an expression of cold arrogance and disdain, not interacting with the other doctors, looking as if she was above everyone else.
Hearing footsteps, the group turned to look.
Alfred spotted Serena immediately and froze.
The girl before him wore a simple white t-shirt and black pants, a baseball cap, and carried a canvas bag.
Yet her cool, commanding presence was exceptionally eye-catching.
Especially her striking face, with its delicate and beautiful features...
The resemblance... it was uncanny!
Just like her father and mother when they were young... She was the spitting image of them!
Especially her eyes...
No!
While the girl’s eyes were identical to her mother's, they lacked her mother’s warmth. Instead, they were as deep and still as a frozen lake, holding a cold indifference tinged with a sharp, almost wicked edge.
Serena spoke, her voice calm. "Internal organ rupture, the bleeding hasn't been completely stopped. The anaphylactic shock from the earlier mistake has weakened her further. The time bought by herbs is limited."
She paused and glanced at the time. "Half an hour, max. If the source of the bleeding isn't dealt with in that time, her condition will become critical. A second major hemorrhage will be fatal."
Alfred's eyes widened in shock as he looked at Serena. "Miss Serena, what... what should we do? Dr. Beverly just said the girl has a history of heart problems... The surgical risk is too high."
"We won't need to operate," Serena said, looking away from the window.
A harsh scoff cut through the air. Olivia, the doctor leaning against the wall, sneered, her face a mask of undisguised sarcasm and smugness. "Not operate? You plan to use those little needles and cheap herbs of yours?"
She snorted disdainfully, her gaze filled with contempt. "The procedure you had Dr. Reyes perform just now did nothing but burn through the last of the patient's energy. Forcing nerve and blood vessel constriction only creates the illusion of a recovery."
"Scared now? It's too late!" Olivia was already furious with Serena for interfering with her treatment plan over the phone and for cursing her, which led to the patient nearly dying from an allergic reaction and cost Olivia her professional pride.

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