Chapter 33: Emma’s Support
Upon hearing Olivia’s words, a noticeable shift in Isaac and Abigail’s expressions occurred.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g
“What nonsense are you talking about!”
Abigail glared at Olivia angrily. “Can you really treat him? If you can’t, just say so instead of cursing my grandfather!”
Olivia met Abigail’s anger with a cold stare. “I have been quite polite in my remarks. Due to the prolonged delay in receiving timely treatment, your grandfather’s bodily functions have already started to deteriorate, and his resistance has rapidly declined. Ideally, in such a situation, the patient should promptly focus on recuperating. However, the medical team you have brought in disregards the patient’s condition and recklessly administers medication, which is not treating the illness but rather burning away his remaining life!”
The lead physician of the medical team felt displeased and stepped forward, standing beside them, looking at Olivia with a righteous gaze. “Miss, you don’t understand the situation, so please refrain from making baseless judgments. Old Whitaker’s condition was severe before, and if it weren’t for our timely administration of medication, his body wouldn’t have lasted until now! Please don’t question our professionalism! Besides, we were brought here by Miss Thornton, so how could we harm Old Whitaker?”
Olivia keenly caught the mention of their employer.
Miss Thornton, Emma Thornton?
This medical team was actually brought in by Emma.
She wondered where Emma had found this group of people, who were all show and confidence but lacking substance.
Did they think that with Emma supporting them, she would back down?
Olivia’s expression grew colder as she directly retorted, “Professional? I must say, I fail to see where your team’s professionalism lies. If you had any professionalism at all, you wouldn’t have treated the patient in such a manner!”
The doctor choked on his words, thinking about how Old Whitaker now appeared frail and feeble. His brows furrowed, but he couldn’t utter a single word.
Seeing the lead physician back down, Abigail’s expression changed slightly, and she stepped forward. “You speak with such arrogance. If that’s the case, do you have the confidence to cure my grandfather? If not, please spare us your empty words, alright? Over the years, Emma has introduced many good doctors for the sake of my grandfather’s health. Even Victor has put in a lot of effort. In the end, were all their efforts in vain under your care?”
Olivia furrowed her brow, instinctively glanced at the man beside her, who remained expressionless. She quickly averted her gaze and calmly replied, “I’m merely stating the facts. Whether it was in vain or not, it’s not for me to say. The truth is right in front of us, and everyone should be well aware of it.”
“You!” Abigail didn’t expect Olivia to be so sharp-tongued, which further infuriated her.
On the side, Isaac observed the tense exchange between the two and furrowed his brow as he glanced at his sister.
Meeting his gaze, Abigail reluctantly closed her mouth.
“Dr. Prescott, I apologize on behalf of my sister,” Isaac said, then shifted his attention to Olivia, earnestly. “However, I’m not concerned about the past treatment. I simply want to know if you have the confidence. If you do, please start the treatment as soon as possible. After all, as you mentioned, my grandfather’s condition cannot be further delayed.”
After reprimanding his sister, Isaac turned to Olivia with a sincere look. Abigail sarcastically chimed in, “Yes, you’re so capable, right? Please start the treatment quickly. I’m curious to see how skilled you really are.”
Olivia chose to ignore her provocative words and turned her attention back to the bedside. Addressing them, she said, “I will begin the treatment now. Please help me remove Old Whitaker’s clothes.”