A Beauty with Multiple Masks novel Chapter 569

A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 569

“What?” Zachary exclaimed, his eyes widening with surprise.

All of the snakes that the attending doctor mentioned earlier were extremely poisonous. One would definitely die if serum was not injected immediately after getting bitten by any one of the snakes.

He stared fearfully at the tiny bottle filled with black liquid before turning to the attending doctor, “Don’t tell me you’re going to inject this bottle of liquid onto the patient’s body?”

The latter nodded and said, “The poison has already been diluted. As Ms. Moore said, the poison in the patient’s body is just too strong. There’s no way the serum would work now. That’s why we’re using ancient Chanaean medicine for this. We’ll be fighting poison with poison.”

“Ancient Chanaean medicine?” Zachary repeated. “Out of all the doctors in Jadeborough, I’d say only the Mills would dare to say that they know about ancient Chanaean medicine. Who the hell does she think she is? Are you telling me you believe in her words?”

His words made the attending doctor tense up before saying awkwardly, “Don’t say that, Dr. Ziegler…”

“You’ll all be dragged into a big mess if I don’t speak the truth!” Having said that, the man strode toward Arielle and questioned, “You’re trying to poison him because you couldn’t kill him with your needles, aren’t

you?”

The latter was in the midst of observing the silver plated needles when she heard his words. Without sparing a glance at him, she ordered, “Kick him out.”

He’s being too noisy.

Zachary’s face darkened in an instant as he barked furiously, “This damned woman! Have you forgotten who’s in charge here? Mr. Morgan has already given me full authority over this patient. You’re the one who should be leaving this place!”

As he spoke, he pointed at the assistant he brought from Rocher Private. “Why are you just standing there? Throw this murderer out!”

However, the assistant stood rooted to the spot. Instead, he lowered his head, afraid to meet eyes with the former.

Zachary furrowed his brows at the sight of this. “Hey! I’m talking to you. Are you deaf?”

“Alright. That’s great. This is just great. Don’t come begging me for help when something actually happens later. Whether this patient lives or dies has nothing to do with me.”