Begging for a Second Chance (Sienna Sloan and Jarred Sterling) novel Chapter 236

Just as despair settled over the room, Dr. Vance abruptly shifted the narrative.

"However, during my examination just now, I discovered that the dormant functions in her legs haven't completely died off. There is still a chance to reawaken them.

And the Vance Protocol, which I have spent years developing specifically for severe paralysis, can progressively stimulate deteriorating tissue and revitalize the nerve pathways."

The moment the words dropped, the dead silence in the ward shattered.

Hope flared in Gideon's eyes. He practically bowed as he pleaded, "Dr. Vance, I beg you to treat Celeste immediately. Whatever the cost, we will cover it."

Lucas echoed the sentiment excitedly, "Dr. Vance, just name whatever you need!"

Even Jarred, who had remained silent, gave a slight twitch of his brow. His gaze finally tore away from Sienna and landed on Dr. Vance.

Dr. Vance didn't respond immediately; instead, he turned his attention to Sienna.

The older man smiled, his voice warm and grandfatherly. "I have already taught this entire protocol to Sienna. If you want, you can ask her for help."

Hearing this, everyone's pupils contracted sharply. They stared at Sienna in absolute disbelief.

As a universally revered titan of medicine, Dr. Vance guarded his exclusive techniques like sacred treasures, never carelessly revealing them to anyone.

Yet he had passed them entirely on to Sienna? What on earth was their connection?

Jarred's pitch-black eyes fixed heavily onto Sienna.

Dark undercurrents churned in the depths of his gaze, like an ocean right before a devastating hurricane.

He knew Sienna too well, and he knew exactly how much weight Dr. Vance's name carried.

This kind of extraordinary privilege couldn't be bought with just a casual acquaintance.

The group exchanged complicated looks, the scrutiny and disdain in their eyes completely undisguised.

Watching their vibrantly shifting expressions, Sienna merely offered a faint smile.

Celeste had held a grudge against her for years, pulling strings from the shadows at every turn.

"Kiddo, I did everything exactly as you asked today. Now it's time to talk about what you promised me."

Sienna stuck out her tongue, a rare touch of sweetness brightening her face. "I'll come brew tea for you this weekend, I promise!"

Hearing that, Dr. Vance beamed, his eyes crinkling into happy slits like a child who had just scored a piece of candy.

"I've been waiting for your specialized tea for nearly two months. Calculate it yourself—how long has it been since you came to visit me?"

"I've just been swamped lately." Sienna's voice softened affectionately. "Once things settle down, I'll come bother you every single day. Just don't complain that I'm too loud."

"I'd never complain! I'm only worried you won't stay long enough."

Dr. Vance laughed heartily, the booming sound echoing loudly down the quiet corridor.

Just as they were speaking, a tall, imposing shadow suddenly stepped out, blocking their path.

Sienna looked up, only to lock eyes with Jarred.