CHapter 267


    “What’s wrong? It’s not every day you take an interest in a patient. What’s up with Ms. Lavinia


    Richardson?”


    Noe casually handed the medical file to Calvin. “I suspect someone’s been messing with her


    head on purpose.”


    The Richardsons had kept Lavinin sheltered very well, having her stay at the estate all these years.


    Calvin put down his fork, looking serious. “Are you serious?”


    “That’s my initial suspicion. I’ll need to see the patient to know more.”


    “Alright, she’s due for a follow–up in a few days. You can join me then.”


    After a moment of silence, Noe looked up. “Did Grandpa Sexton get you to prescribe


    something?”


    Calvin’s hand trembled! He had intended to brush it off with a vague response, but meeting Noe’s


    clear gaze, he felt as though she could see right through him!


    The words he had ready died on his lips, and he could only manage a wry smile. “Can’t hide


    anything from you, can I? If you went into medicine, the Schnabels would have two genius doctors


    on their hands! Yeah, Sexton did have me prescribe him something. I checked him out, and his


    health hasn’t been greattely. You noticed too, didn’t you?”


    Noe nodded, her expression somber.


    Sienna had mentioned it offhand recently; Sexton had been very sleepy and developed a craving


    for strong vors in his meals. At his age, it’s not unusual for health issues to crop up, especially


    since he had surgery not too long ago and hasn’t fully recovered yet.


    “Sexton didn’t want me to tell you or your family about his condition, but he knows about his own


    health.”


    Calvin sounded slightly guilty, aware that Palmer might give him trouble if he found out. However,


    with Sexton insisting on secrecy, he dared not call Palmer either!


    Noe sighed softly. “Let me see his medical file, and I’ll take over prescribing his medication.”


    “If you’re overseeing it, Sexton might have a bit more time.”


    Relieved that Noe didn’t press the issue, Calvin quickly passed Sexton’s medical file to her.


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    Sexton’s condition was heart–rted; he had undergone coronary bypass surgery years ago, and


    now, at his age, some of his organs had irreversibly started to decline! He must have realized the


    severity of his condition, secretly getting Calvin to prescribe medication while acting as if nothing


    was wrong, keeping it from his family.


    Calvin had other patients to see, so after a brief conversation with Noe, he left.


    As Noe waited for Ulrich, she studied the medical file in her hands. Suddenly, a faint crying


    sound came from the office next door.


    Her instincts, honed by her profession, made her particrly sensitive to such noises!


    She remembered that the office belonged to a well–respected surgeon, a middle–aged man. The


    crying, however, clearly belonged to a young woman.


    Noe stood up, walked to the office door, and knocked.


    “Hello, can I help?”


    The crying stopped abruptly at her words.


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    A nurse pushing a medication cart passed by. “Ms/ Schnabel, are you looking for Dr. Caleb? He’s


    still in surgery.”


    “Who’s in there?”


    “Probably a patient waiting for Dr. Caleb, or one of his interns.”


    The nurse hurried off to deliver medication, as ER staff always raced against time.


    Noe was left with a nagging feeling that something was off.


    As she turned the doorknob, she said softly, “I’ming in, sorry for the intrusion.”


    The office was empty, with no one in sight. Then, the suppressed crying resumed, intermittent and


    coming from the cupboard!


    Opening the cupboard door, Noe found a young woman in ab coat curled up inside, her wrist


    shed by a scalpel, biting her wrist


    in agony, weak cries escaping her lips. Blood flowed from her artery, staining her white coat a


    shocking red.


    Noe bent down to lift the woman,/simultaneously dialing Calvin.


    “I need emergency authorization for an operation in OR three, now!”


    Calvin, still confused, heard chaos through the phone, along with shouts


    “Isn’t that Dr. Lowry? Get the OR ready!”


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    “Dr. Lowry attempted suicide! We need to save her!”


    Calvin rushed over as quickly as he could. Noe nodded to him at the OR door, their unsaid


    understanding clear.


    Once at the operating table, Calvin stepped aside.


    “Your do it! You can handle this surgery. I’m not familiar with her case, and you’re more steady–


    handed.”


    Without hesitation, Noe began setting up life–saving equipment while talking to Calvin.


    “Does the blood bank have her blood type?”


    “She’s Rh–negative? I’ll call the blood bank right away!”


    Rh–negative blood was rare in any hospital’s blood bank, making finding a matching donor crucial.


    Noe calmly said, “My sister’s here at the hospital. Check with her if the blood bank’s out.”


    She remembered the file mentioned Lavinia’s blood type was Rh–negative. As Lavinia’s child,


    ra’s chances of having the same blood type were extremely high!


    Calvin immediately had an assistant call for blood and find a donor. The assistants were nervous,


    racing against time. None had expected Dr. Lowry to have Rh–negative blood.


    A doctor from Dr. Lowry’s training program couldn’t help but cry on the spot!


    “I’m sorry, Professor Calvin, I know I shouldn’t be like this, but I can’t help it…”


    They graduated together and came to the hospital for training, only to see a dear friend fighting for


    her life in the ER!


    Calvin didn’t make it harder for her. “You’re not in the right state to be here. Go outside.”


    “Can I stay with her? I can do the surgery log!”


    “Wait outside.”


    On the operating table, there couldn’t be any emotions. Even when a loved oney before your


    eyes, you had to swallow all your


    emotions!


    ra hustled down the hallway, trailing behind the assistants to the entrance of the OR, breathless


    with urgency. “I have Rh–negative blood. If it’s needed, I’m ready to donate!”


    In a situation where every second could mean the difference between life and death, ra didn’t


    hesitate for a moment, rolling up her sleeve without a second thought.


    An hourter, the lights in the OR flickered off.


    Ulrich emerged from the OR, peeling off his surgical mask, his gaze instantly locking onto ra,


    who was seated anxiously outside.


    “ra, what are you doing here? Are you alright?”


    “I came with Noe to bring you lunch. Just then, I heard there was a need for blood donation.


    Luckily, my blood type was a match.” Both Ulrich and ra fixed their eyes on the OR doors as they


    swung open, revealing Noe stepping out alongside Calvin! How did her sister end up inside the


    OR? Could it be that the patient in desperate need of ra’s blood was Noe herself?