Elliana directed a measured glance at Lance. He’d perpetually rushed to Trinity’s defense, as though he couldn’t tolerate her experiencing even minimal critique. Evidently, he appeared determined to establish matrimonial connections with Trinity.
Lance, blessed with the Evans family’s distinctive attractiveness, presented a handsome figure, recently graduated with an intellectual aura about him. Perhaps attributable to his tech-industry demeanor, he communicated with particular bluntness.
“Is Elliana really Rosa?” Irene questioned mockingly. “None of us attended the art museum yesterday. All this speculation about Rosa amounts to unsubstantiated gossip. Such a momentous revelation, yet no media coverage today? I’m expressing profound skepticism.” Irene fixed Elliana with a scrutinizing stare.
“Certain individuals fabricate with remarkable fluency, regardless of how outlandish their assertions become.”
Trinity piled on. “Elliana, we recognize your attempts to secure Cole’s attention, but falsehoods of this magnitude? They pose significant dangers and could potentially entangle the Evans family in controversy.”
The contentious exchange fostered universal uncertainty. Was Elliana really Rosa, or was everything an elaborate charade?
Elliana remained unperturbed by their suspicions. She never concerned herself with others’ acceptance of her Rosa identity. If they rejected her claims, it would actually be a good thing for her, as she wouldn’t feel obligated to offer them preferential pricing for her creations.
Rather than engaging with their provocations, Elliana focused intently on Trinity. “Trinity, let’s maintain our focus. Demonstrate your medical expertise now. Provide a diagnosis for Barbara, immediately.”
“But medical professionals already confirmed Barbara’s dead. Why necessitate additional verification?” Trinity retorted.
Elliana released a sardonic laugh. “So, merely because certain mediocre physicians made such an announcement, you didn’t doubt a thing?”
“Are you implying the hospital’s medical staff lacks qualification?”
“Every profession harbors individuals who advance through charm rather than merit. You profess healing abilities, yet with a patient before you, you refuse secondary verification? Where is your professional thoroughness?” Elliana established unwavering eye contact with Trinity, her expression subtly mocking. “Or perhaps, Trinity, you represent those very charlatans, too apprehensive to demonstrate your capabilities before everyone?”
“You…” Trinity faltered, her complexion flushing with indignation.
Lance intervened impulsively. “Elliana, cease these insinuations! Trinity studied under the renowned Professor Sampson at Ublento Medical University. She distinguished herself as his exemplary pupil. This remains common knowledge. You lack standing to question her credentials!”
“Then why does Trinity hesitate to examine Barbara?” Elliana inquired with calculated composure.
Trinity expelled a resigned breath. “Very well, if you insist on involving me in your diversionary tactics, I’ll accommodate your request.” With that declaration, Trinity positioned herself beside Barbara and commenced her examination.
Initially, Trinity had approached the task nervously, concerned Elliana might have orchestrated some deception. After a thorough assessment, however, her apprehension subsided. Her medical proficiency might have fallen short of her proclaimed excellence, but she certainly possessed the ability to differentiate between life and death. Furthermore, with official hospital documentation confirming Barbara’s death, she harbored no doubts regarding Barbara’s condition. Everyone observed the proceedings in absolute stillness.
Trinity completed her evaluation and regarded Elliana with condescending sympathy. “Elliana, this charade must conclude. Barbara has expired. Allow her peaceful transition.”
The Hendersons, already emotionally fraught, sank deeper into despair, their collective attention shifting toward Elliana. Without verbal commentary, Elliana extracted a slender medical instrument and inserted it precisely into Barbara’s chest. In the next moment, something extraordinary transpired..
When the slender medical instrument penetrated Barbara’s skin, the room collectively gasped as she visibly began to draw shallow breaths-undeniably alive!
Trinity gaped in astonishment, instinctively seizing Barbara’s wrist to reassess her vital signs.
“How… How can this be possible?” After verification, Trinity’s expression darkened considerably. “How is she still alive? I just conclusively determined she was deceased!”
The assembled crowd reacted with stunned disbelief, their whispered speculations filling the room.
“Is Barbara really still alive?”
“How could hospital physicians declare her dead, nearly resulting in premature burial? This is outrageous!”
“Didn’t Trinity similarly pronounce Barbara dead? What exactly transpired here?”
Jeff regarded Elliana with newfound admiration. “Elliana, I never anticipated your medical expertise would prove so extraordinary!”
Elliana cast a mischievous glance toward Trinity. “My medical knowledge is rudimentary at best. I merely absorbed fragments from my mother during childhood. It pales in comparison to Dr. Craig’s ‘mastery.’”
Her statement dripped with unmistakable derision, causing Trinity’s complexion to flush crimson with humiliation.
“Stand aside!” Eloisa forcefully shoved Trinity aside. “You charlatan pretending to be skilled. Keep your distance from my daughter!”
Trinity tumbled to the floor but dared not feign distress this time. She scrambled upright and retreated hastily.
Witnessing her daughter’s miraculous “revival,” Eloisa experienced overwhelming elation. She yearned to embrace Barbara but hesitated, fearing any contact might jeopardize Barbara’s precarious condition. Barbara appeared devastatingly fragile, as though the slightest pressure might shatter her.
“Mrs. Evans, what course of action should we pursue now?” Charles inquired.
“Barbara has endured prolonged illness. Her organs have weakened considerably, and her medicinal absorption rate is diminished. She’ll likely remain unconscious for a while,” Elliana explained. She then carefully extracted the slender medical instrument before examining Barbara’s eyes. “Simply administer the remaining Venacure portion, and she’ll awaken naturally after sufficient rest.”
Eloisa nodded fervently. “Should we provide nourishment during her unconscious state?”
“Water alone will suffice,” Elliana replied. “Venacure contains highly concentrated nutritional elements, adequate to sustain Barbara throughout her sleep without additional nourishment.”
The Henderson family acknowledged her guidance with repeated nods.
“Mr. and Mrs. Henderson, Barbara requires absolute tranquility now. Please discontinue this confrontation at the Evans residence. Transport Barbara home for recovery, and I shall conduct a follow-up examination at your dwelling tomorrow. Would this arrangement be acceptable?” Elliana proposed.
Although Barbara had miraculously returned from death’s threshold, Jeff’s transgressions against the Henderson family remained irreparable. Gatlin and Eloisa harbored lingering resentment, yet their gratitude toward Elliana prevented any discourteous response.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
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