Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 555

Chapter 555

“The surgery only succeeded because of your profound medical skills, Dr.

Lowe.” Rhea didn’t dare take credit, so she hurriedly lowered her head and

muttered in response with flushed cheeks.

After hearing this, Emmanuel looked at her and scratched his head. Does she

have some kind of social anxiety? Why does she turn red so easily? It was his

first encounter with a woman like her, so he was slightly befuddled. However,

he quickly regained his composure and concluded that regardless of her

personality, all that mattered was her ability to be an effective assistant.

“Disinfect a silver needle for me, Rhea!”

“Okay!” She immediately followed his instructions, though she couldn’t help

but question, “Um… Dr. Lowe, why do you need a silver needle? Are you

practicing modern medicine or traditional medicine?” She had so many

questions to ask that they came out somewhat jumbled. He just performed

surgery on her, which is clearly modern medicine. Why is he asking for a silver

needle now? Is he a genius who is a master of both modern and traditional

medicine?

Then, Emmanuel chuckled and explained, “Thanks to you, Claudette’s surgery

went well. Now, her bodily functions should be normal. I want to use the silver

needle to stimulate her brain, allowing her to regain consciousness!”

Rhea’s eyes widened even more upon hearing this, and she muttered under

her breath, Is this man going to succeed? Ms. Lenoir’s condition requires

highly skilled expert in modern medicine to perform heart reconstruction

surgery and a highly trained expert in traditional medicine to perform

acupuncture. Surely this would be a medical miracle if she regained

consciousness! “Here, Dr. Lowe! You must succeed!” While saying this, she

passed the disinfected needle over to the man with a look of anticipation

since she hoped to see a miracle today.

He nodded, and after receiving the needle, he closed his eyes and recalled

the information from the Divine Valley Medical Records. According to the

treatment listed there, he needed to press down on three of Claudette’s

acupuncture points with his fingers–GB 20, GV 20, and EX–HNI. Next was to

press the silver needle into the ST 8 acupuncture point. Turn it slowly and…

Then, pull out!

In the meantime, his assistant was watching attentively. Dr. Lowe moves like

an expert with decades of experience! How could someone like this exist?

Just where did he learn to practice medicine? At this point, she thought she

caught a glimpse of Claudette’s eyelids fluttering ever–so–slightly, but when

she blinked and regained her focus, the patient was still motionless.

Nevertheless, she noticed Claudette’s complexion had regained some life

and color!

“Another needle!”

“Oh! Yes. Right… Sorry!” After hearing Emmanuel’s voice, Rhea instantly

remembered that she was slacking on the job again. Hence, she quickly

disinfected a second needle and handed it over.

This time, she did not dare to stare at him for too long, and she quickly

disinfected the third needle so as not to cause any delays.

Sure enough, he soon extended his hand to receive the third needle. Then,

after the fourth through the eighteenth needle, he stopped asking for more,

and she started to perspire from the strain of the task at hand.

Rhea finally looked up and noticed that Claudette’s head was covered in

needles, resembling a porcupine. This alone was enough to convince her that

her father, despite being an old expert in traditional medicine, was not as

proficient as Emmanuel was. Every needle is precisely in place, and the

patient’s complexion has improved even more!

“Why isn’t she waking up yet?” On the other hand, Emmanuel was dissatisfied

and didn’t know whether he had done something wrong or if the medical

records were incorrect. Is this the proper treatment? “Claudette, please wake

up! I’m begging you, please!”

There was nothing else he could do but grip her hand tightly. First, he wanted

to determine whether her body temperature was normal, and second, he

was driven to it by his emotions!

“If you wake up, I’ll be your personal doctor. I’ll come and see you every day. I’ll

make sure you stay alive!”

“No matter how powerful the Zelinsky family is, I’ll ensure Magnus Zelinsky

pays for what he did to you.”

“You said kiwis are very sweet, right? Wake up, and I’ll harvest them myself for

you…”

“I’ll sing happy birthday to you every year, okay?”

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On the other hand, Rhea was a sensitive soul who was moved by

Emmanuel’s genuineness. So, she asked, “How are you related to Ms. Lenoir,

Dr. Lowe? Is she your girlfriend?”

“She’s my patient. I was the one who had been treating her all along, but in

the end, she shielded me from a bullet and saved my life!” Emmanuel said

truthfully.

“I see!” She loved romance novels and films and thought his story was quite

romantic. The hero sacrifices himself to save the heroine, who then risks her

own life to rescue the hero. At the end of the day, he even put his life in

danger to save her. What a touching love story this is! She sighed at this

thought as she saw the man clutching Claudette’s hand with bloodshot eyes.

When will I get my own touching love story with some guy out there?

In the meantime, he kept talking to Claudette, but she showed no signs of

responding. He had no idea what went wrong, but according to the medical

texts his master had given him, patients with similar conditions to hers had

awoken after receiving this treatment. Is it because her body hasn’t fully

recovered yet? Or is it because the anesthesia hasn’t worn off yet?

Emmanuel was about to release his grip to double–check her body when the

limp little hand gave him a light squeeze. Although the grasp was barely

strong enough, he could tell it was Claudette’s reaction. “Claudette!

Claudette! Are you awake?” He quickly sat down again and leaned in closer

to her ear.

Meanwhile, Rhea had a fright seeing his reaction. Has Dr. Lowe gotten so

emotional that he started imagining things, or did Ms. Lenoir rise from the

dead? The next second, she saw a miracle unfold before her eyes. “Oh! M–Ms.

Lenoir’s eyelids moved! They moved!” she exclaimed in shock. Even though

she was there to witness it, she couldn’t believe a patient in that condition.

could regain consciousness. “You’re a miracle doctor, Dr. Lowe! You even

managed to bring someone back to life!” she cried in awe.

He chuckled softly and stated, “There’s not a single doctor in the world who

can bring someone back to life. It’s simply a case of the patient never giving

up and the doctor finding the right treatment!” He wasn’t trying to be humble.

After reading the book Divine Valley Medical Records, he finally realized just

how many incurable conditions there were.

At this point, if Claudette weren’t breathing on her own, not even the angels

could help. Only in fiction would characters die and then miraculously return

to life or have their bones regrow.

Afterward, Claudette’s eyes opened slightly, and an almost imperceptible

sound escaped her dry mouth.

However, Rhea couldn’t hear what she said since the patient was still too

weak!

Suddenly, Emmanuel chuckled melancholically. He heard what Claudette

said, and she wanted him to sing her “The Wind Rises,” but he still wasn’t good

at singing it yet!