Begging for a Second Chance (Sienna Sloan and Jarred Sterling) novel Chapter 235

Based on current modern medical technology, our conclusion is that the possibility of her ever walking again... is practically zero."

Dr. Vance didn't say a word. He simply handed the chart back to the attending physician.

He walked over to the bed and sat down, explaining to Celeste that the next stage of treatment required him to examine her legs physically.

Celeste nodded, gesturing for him to proceed.

Dr. Vance started by pressing on a few joints in her legs, gradually increasing the pressure. With every spot he pressed, he asked if she felt anything.

Celeste shook her head. "...Nothing."

Dr. Vance frowned and pulled several medical needles from his case.

After sterilizing them, he selected several specific nerve points on Celeste's right leg.

Sienna stood off to the side, watching. She knew the points Dr. Vance was targeting were the most critical diagnostic nodes.

If there was nothing wrong with Celeste's legs, she should be experiencing agonizing, bone-deep pain right now.

However, when the first needle went in, Celeste had absolutely no reaction. The second needle yielded the same result.

The needles pierced Celeste's leg one after another, yet she remained entirely unbothered.

With every needle, Dr. Vance asked if she felt anything, and every single time, Celeste shook her head.

But beneath the blanket, her hands were subconsciously clenching into tight fists.

A fine layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, trickling down her temples. She didn't reach up to wipe it away; she just endured it.

Sienna stared at her unblinking. Under her intense scrutiny, every tiny movement reflected in her eyes laid Celeste's act completely bare.

The sweat on Celeste's forehead multiplied, and the back of her hospital gown was damp with perspiration.

Yet she continued to shake her head without so much as a change in expression, stating in a perfectly steady voice, "I don't feel anything."

Sienna almost wanted to applaud her.

That level of pain tolerance was impressive enough to withstand a medieval torture chamber without blinking.

Dr. Vance shook his head. "The specific nerve points I targeted were meant to test the neural activity in her legs.

If there was any chance of her legs recovering, stimulating those points would induce excruciating pain. The kind of agony that would make an ordinary person scream after just one needle.

But she took six needles without any reaction at all. That means..."

He didn't finish the sentence, but everyone present understood perfectly.

"Then why did she pass out?" Lucas asked.

"That was a stress response caused by the nerves in the rest of her body being unable to withstand the continuous stimulation of the needles."

Dr. Vance's tone was flat. "To sum it up, not even a miracle could save her legs now."

Everyone fell silent, their expressions a mix of complicated emotions.

Standing on the periphery of the group, Sienna glanced at the closed doors of the emergency room, a meaningful smile curling her lips.