Chapter 287 Hugmuinn’s Arrival
Chapter 287 Hugmuinn’s Arrival
After Dr. Allen finished speaking, everyone below gasped.
“What kind of injuries could make even Dr. Alle, a recipient of the World Medical Association’s second–tier invitation, find it so difficult?”
“Thinking about it, it makes sense. Those two kicks from the Caucasian sent Haze Four flying with tremendous force. It’s a miracle he didn’t die on the spot.”
“Fortunately, Dr. Allen still has a slight chance of curing Haze Four. Some hope is better than none.”
However, as everyone was discussing, Raven looked at Dr. Allen and said, “Ten percent? That’s practically no chance at all.”
After Raven finished speaking, the surrounding discussions quieted down.
Many people looked at Raven in astonishment, as if they didn’t expect her to say such a thing.
And Dr. Allen’s expression suddenly darkened.
“If you can’t tell how badly he’s hurt, don’t talk nonsense! In the whole of Vyrdenia, fewer than twenty doctors would even have a ten percent chance of saving him! You…”
However, before Dr. Allen could finish speaking, Raven looked at him indifferently and said, “I can cure him.”
She paused for a moment and added, “With 100% certainty.”
After Raven’s words fell, the surroundings fell silent once more.
However, the next moment, Dr. Allen suddenly let out a cold laugh.
“100%?”
“I won’t claim no one in the world could do it. But if they could, they’d at least have received an invitation to the World Medical Conference.
“I hold a second–tier invitation. Since you dare boast like this, I assume you have at least a first–tier invitation?”
The World Medical Conference issued invitations in four tiers: third, second, first, and the rarest–special–tier, historically granted to only three medical legends.
However, Raven frowned when she heard Dr. Allen’s words.
“Since when did an invitation become the standard for judging medical skill?”
Dr. Allen’s face, which had just been calm, instantly darkened when he heard Raven’s words that were looking down on the World Medical Conference invitation.
He stared at Raven with cold eyes and said, “In other words, you did not receive an invitation to the World Medical Conference?”
When the people around heard Dr. Allen’s words, the dissatisfaction in their eyes when they looked at Raven became even
stronger.
‘She didn’t even get the lowest level invitation letter from the World Medical Conference, yet she still dared to stop Dr. Allen from saving someone. Does she really think she can do whatever she wants just because she is beautiful?‘
At this moment, Raven had reached the absolute limit of her patience.
She originally thought that Dr. Allen would back down after seeing Haze Four’s injuries, but she didn’t expect that he would still want to save him even if he only had a ten percent chance of curing Haze Four.
Since reason didn’t work, she could only resort to force.
Suddenly, Raven reached out and grabbed Dr. Allen’s arm, flinging him toward the middle–aged man from Valhalla beside the stage.
As the middle–aged man caught Dr. Allen, Raven’s icy voice rang out, leaving no room for argument, “I will treat Haze Four. If anything goes wrong, I take full responsibility. But if anyone dares interrupt my treatment, I’ll kill them!”
Without hesitation, she drew nine silver needles from her case and drove them into precise points across Haze Four’s
chest
Many people widened their eyes when they saw Raven’s actions.
“Murder! She’s not saving him. She’s murdering him!”
“Now! Record it! Record the evidence of her crime!”
After a man shouted, many people at the scene took out their phones and started recording videos of Raven saving Haze Four.
After Dr. Allen was caught by the middle–aged man from Valhalla, he was still a little shaken.
Chapter 287 Hugmuinn’s Arrival
When he saw Raven’s actions, he immediately shouted to the middle–aged man beside him, “Stop her! Stop her now!”
The middle–aged man from Valhalla hesitated visibly.
“She’s killing him! Those silver needles won’t make the patient’s condition any better. Instead, they’ll only block blood circulation. If this continues, the patient will have no hope of survival.”
The middle–aged man from Valhalla’s breathing suddenly quickened, and he nodded quickly. “Okay!”
However, just as he was about to stop Raven, a man in his late twenties, a single blue diamond stud glinting in his right ear, walked out of the elevator..
At the back of the crowd, Hazon, who was secretly gloating over Raven’s recklessness, was the first to see the newcomer. He froze for a moment, then said respectfully, his voice trembling slightly, “The… the Eye?”
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