Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 22

"Is there Heart Revive in this soup?" Rosemary asked Brodie, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Brodie was taken aback, but quickly replied, "Yes, the person who delivered it said that Heart Revive is good for the heart and doesn’t have any side effects..."

"You’re right." Rosemary finally figured out what the problem was, "But Phillip is weak right now. Having this soup would actually backfire"

"So, it’s not the soup that’s the problem, but Phillip’s physical condition?" Brodie was surprised by Rosemary’s intelligence. Just through a sniff, she brew where the problem was.

Just then, the door to the operating room burst open, and a nurse rushed out.

"Mr. McMillian, nice to see you! Please sign this surgery consent form..."

Romeo looked at the paper and pen in her hand but didn’t take them. Instead, he asked coldly, "How’s my grandfather?"

"Uh, it’s not looking good... Please trust us, we’ll do everything we can to save your grandfather! Also, could you please sign this?"

Romeo glanced at Rosemary, "What do you think?"

"Phillip’s condition isn’t that severe yet." Rosemary understood the implication of signing the surgery consent form. She checked the time, "Wait for me" She handed her bag to Romeo, who took it.

As Rosemary walked away, everyone was stunned.

"Master, who is this girl?" Brodie was puzzled. Why was Romeo holding her bag?

"Isn’t the operating room this way? Why is Ms. Collins going that way?" Carl was also confused.

"Mr. McMillian, your grandfather’s condition is very serious. Please make a decision quickly." The nurse was in a hurry, unsure what Rosemary was doing and worried about the delay in treatment.

Rosemary went to Caden’s office to get a set of acupuncture supplies, then asked the nurse to lead her to change into sterile clothing.

"Mr. McMillian, she...?" The nurse was stunned. Was this girl crazy? Was she going to operate on the old man herself?

"Just do as she says."

Romeo’s words were undoubtedly a huge support for Rosemary.

"Whatever she says next, just follow her instructions."

The nurse understood and didn’t say anything more. She quickly led Rosemary away.

"Mr. McMillian, let’s go to the observation room and wait. At least we can see how far along the surgery is."

"Alright." Romeo, holding Rosemary’s bag, walked ahead.

In the operating room, Dr. Greg breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Rosemary. He immediately gave her the main position. Ever since he witnessed her medical skills last time, he had been in awe of her...

The nurses were stunned...

Did this girl have such great abilities?

Was this the miraculous young doctor from yesterday’s hospital rumors? Was she the one who operated on Phillip?

If that’s the case, it wouldn’t be surprising.

After all, even the famous heart specialist Dr. Greg had failed in front of her.

Rosemary finished the rest of the surgery, but Mr. McMillian’s breathing was still very weak. Things didn’t look good.

"Miss Rosemary, what do we do now?" The other doctors were obviously at a loss.

They had been practicing medicine for many years and could handle all kinds of conditions with ease.

But with Phillip’s situation, they felt helpless

"Wait."

When Rosemary said this word with certainty, the other doctors became discontent.

"Phillip’s breathing is getting weaker, and we’re supposed to wait? Wait for what?"

"This is the most critical time for rescue. Every second is priceless!"

Seeing Rosemary standing motionless in front of the operating table, the other doctors started to panic.

"If you can’t handle it, maybe we should let Dr. Greg take a crack at it."

"You’re still wet behind the ears, probably haven’t dealt with this kind of situation. Dr. Greg, can you rack your brains for a solution? We can’t just sit on our hands here."

"If you can’t..."

"Who said I can’t?" Rosemary lifted her gaze, her eyes brimming with confidence.

The speaker was taken aback by her audacity, "If you’ve got the chops, then step up!"

Phillip’s breathing was getting weaker...

The sound of the ventilator alarm was becoming more frequent...

Upon hearing the alarm, Rosemary swiftly opened her needle case.

Everyone was stunned. What was she planning to do? Employ some Eastern acupuncture?

"This is an operating room! Are you seriously going to perform acupuncture here?"

"The patient is in critical condition, he can’t handle your messing around."

"If you don’t have any other tricks up your sleeve, then step aside and stop wasting time!"

Rosemary started inserting silver needles into the old man’s head, heart, and arm.

The nearby nurse was scared out of her wits. This girl had guts, she had stuck needles all over Phillip..

"Don’t peddle your Eastern medicine mumbo jumbo here!"

Finally, one doctor couldn’t stand it any longer and was about to intervene, when Dr. Greg scolded him,

"Enough!"

The nurse quickly chimed in, "Mr. McMillian said we’re to follow her lead.""

Under Romeo’s orders, the others, though ticked off, didn’t dare to object, with only one brave soul saying, "Fine, you handle it!"

After the needles were inserted into Phillip’s pressure points, it wasn’t long before Phillip coughed up some blood...

Everyone was dumbstruck.

Even Brodie in the observation room was startled, "Is Phillip okay? He seems to be getting worse.".

Why did Phillip suddenly cough up blood?

After coughing up blood, Phillip’s condition gradually stabilized.

The ventilator stopped sounding its alarm.

All the doctors were staring at Rosemary in shock.

Rosemary saw that it was about time, began to remove the needles, and casually said, "He’s fine now. Let’s get him back to his room."

All the doctors were looking at her with complex expressions.

"If you hadn’t jumped the gun with your surgery... these few needles would have done the trick."

Rosemary packed up her needles and walked out after dropping this bombshell.

Everyone was blown away, with Dr. Greg being the first to grasp her meaning. Recalling the process and points where she inserted the needles, he mulled it over and suddenly understood, "Brilliant! So

that’s what it was..."

He had studied acupuncture and understood Rosemary’s methods...

But the other doctors were in the dark, and came to ask:

"Dr. Greg, did you get it? Tell us..."

"How did she do that?"

"Mr. McMillian... Miss Rosemary... she..." Carl was too shocked to finish his sentence.

What kind of person was she?

It was a disease that had all the professional doctors stumped, and she healed it with a few needles?

Was it that the other doctors were incompetent, or was her skill just too superior?

As Rosemary stepped out of the operating room, she saw Romeo walking towards her, her bag still slung over his shoulder.

Rosemary had left in a hurry earlier and had given her bag to him. She hadn’t expected him to carry it for so long.