It meant the poison had spread in his body.
"Mr. Wilber, bring me all the medical equipment right now. Gareth's poison has spread. He needs urgent treatment."
Elisa adjusted Gareth's seat so that it became flat. That would allow him to lay on it more comfortably. Once she was done, Gareth's assistant and bodyguard arrived with the medical equipment.
They had received special training and were qualified to assist Elisa.
Elisa quickly changed into a surgical scrub and disinfected her hands before leading a few men to begin surgery on Gareth.
"Hemostat! The flesh around the wound has festered and has to be removed with forceps!"
"Suture forceps!"
"Gauze!"
The surgery lasted a few hours and ended when the plane landed smoothly. Elisa slumped in a chair from exhaustion and allowed a flight attendant to wipe the sweat on her brow.
"Ms. Benett, you're amazing! I did not expect a mere assistant like me would have a chance to participate in surgery! It's an incredible experience. Thank you, Ms. Benett. I will inform Mr. Wickam what happened once he regains consciousness."
The assistant kneeled beside Elisa and chattered excitedly. Elisa could only respond with a weak smile. She was too tired to say anything.
Then, the assistant brought a glass of water and food. He also got her a bottle of glucose. Elisa was too exhausted to eat, so the bottle of glucose was what she needed the most.
After sending Gareth to a hospital in the city and arranging for someone to care for him, Elisa rushed to Wickam Residence.
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