The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 8

At the entrance of the mall.

Seeing Vivienne being stubborn, Arabella angrily walked off with the two girls next to her. She definitely didn't want to get in trouble because of Vivienne.

After Vivienne gave the little girl an injection, her breathing gradually became steady. Just then, the ambulance arrived at the scene. She removed the silver needles from the girl's body and placed them in a needle box. She then reassured the middle-aged woman, "She's out of danger for now, but she still needs to be taken to the hospital for further treatment."

After saying that, Vivienne stood up to leave.

"I'm from the Hawthorn family." She dropped this line before she turned and left.

When Percival and his group arrived, they just caught a glimpse of Vivienne's retreating figure. This time, he was in a wheelchair, being pushed by Thomas. Percival watched Vivienne's back, feeling a sense of familiarity. Before he could think more about it, Leopold had already reached Isolde and asked, "Isolde, how are you doing?"

Isolde gave him a weak smile. "Leopold, I'm fine. A lady just saved me. She was amazing."

Isolde was still semi-conscious when Vivienne first arrived.

"A lady?" Leopold was a bit puzzled.

"Yes, a beautiful lady. She gave me a pill and I felt better. And..." Isolde's voice grew excited. "She used a few needles on me. It was a bit painful but I felt so much better."

Leopold was taken aback, then laughed, "Well, she can't be better than Mystic Mistress." In his heart, Mystic Mistress was unrivaled.

Percival glanced back at the figure disappearing into the distance, deep in thought.

"I'm sorry. I got you worried." Seeing Percival's silence, Isolde thought he was angry and cautiously apologized.

Percival looked into her clear eyes, and all his anger and worry vanished. He gently patted Isolde's head, his voice gentle, "Let's go to the hospital first."

In the VIP ward of the hospital.

Bruce burst into the room, his handsome face filled with excitement. "Mr. Ellington, good news, the toxins in Isolde's body have been reduced by more than half."

He was Isolde's personal doctor and only responsible for her condition. He had also come to Havenwood with Isolde, but Isolde, due to her insecurities about her appearance, tended to avoid people. So he usually didn't appear in front of her. He had therefore not accompanied them to the mall.

Leopold shot up from his seat, staring at Bruce in disbelief. "Are you serious?"

Percival's eyes also showed a hint of surprise. "Are you sure?"

"Yes!" Bruce handed Percival the medical report, his voice filled with excitement. "Not only that, the pus-filled boil near Isolde's eye has also disappeared."

Hearing this, Leopold's eyes widened. "The boil is gone? Are you kidding?"

Though Isolde was not conventionally beautiful, she wasn't born this way. At the age of two, Isolde was poisoned, which caused many boils and sores to appear on her face. The poison was so strong that even after three years of continued medical investigation, they still couldn't identify what the toxin was. Let alone control its spread. In fact, if they couldn't find an antidote, Isolde might not survive past this Christmas.

Percival found this deeply troubling. Few knew that he should have been the one poisoned, but his sister had taken the blow for him.

"How could I joke about something like this?" Bruce retorted. "I've double-checked. The toxins in her body have indeed been reduced by more than half."

Bruce turned to Percival, asking excitedly, "Mr. Ellington, which doctor did you find? They're incredible."

He had been studying medicine since he was young and was one of the few medical prodigies of his time, but he was helpless when it came to Isolde's condition. This was a huge blow to him, so hearing that someone was able to reduce Isolde's toxins by half made him very excited. He also saw this as an opportunity to learn and discuss the matter.