Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 43

In a luxurious private hospital room nestled within the prestigious Solara complex, Rina lay quietly on a pristine hospital bed, her pale face framed by the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Around her, family members gathered, their faces etched with worry and silent prayers. The air was thick with tension, punctuated only by the faint beep of medical monitors.

Dr. Wilson sat nearby, meticulously flipping through the pages of Rina’s examination report. His brow furrowed deeper with each page he turned, his confusion growing more apparent. “This… this simply can’t be correct,” he murmured under his breath, his voice tinged with disbelief. “These changes defy everything we know.”

Madam Tina, standing close by, could no longer contain her anxiety. Her voice quivered as she stepped forward, eyes glistening with tears. “Doctor, please, tell me—what’s happening? Is Rina’s condition worse? Is she getting sicker?” Her hands trembled as tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably.

The elders in the room exchanged uneasy glances, their tension rising visibly. One of them spoke up, voice strained, “Yes, please, tell us. How is our girl? We need to know.”

A calm, middle-aged man placed a reassuring hand on Madam Tina’s shoulder, trying to steady her trembling frame. “Tina, don’t lose hope. No matter what it takes, I will find a way to save our daughter.” Then, turning to the doctor, he added firmly, “Dr. Wilson, just be honest with us. How is Rina really doing?”

After a long moment of silence, Dr. Wilson studied the final page of the report once more before looking up cautiously. “Mr. Houston… honestly, I’m at a loss for words. The results indicate that your daughter’s condition has been suppressed. In other words, she’s improving. But medically speaking, that’s impossible—this particular heart condition has no known cure.”

The room fell into a stunned silence, the weight of his words sinking in.

Suddenly, Madam Tina sat up straighter, her heart pounding with a flicker of hope. She hurried toward the doctor, clutching his coat in desperation. “You mean… there’s hope? My daughter has a chance now, doesn’t she?”

Dr. Wilson gave a slow, deliberate nod. “Yes. Based on everything in this report, that’s the only logical conclusion. Yet, I can’t explain how her condition was brought under control so suddenly.”

Everyone exchanged looks of disbelief and cautious optimism.

Madam Tina’s mind raced, piecing together the morning’s events. Then, as if a sudden realization struck her, she turned sharply and rushed to Rina’s bedside. “Rina! You mentioned this morning that one of your classmates helped you, didn’t you?”

Rina gave a small nod, her voice soft but clear. “Yes. She’s a student at our school. She used silver needles on me. The moment they touched my skin, I felt a warmth spread through me—my heart stopped hurting, and my breathing became easier. I’ve never experienced anything like that before.”

“That’s right,” Madam Tina added, her eyes shining with gratitude. “When I arrived, the ambulance hadn’t even reached yet, but Rina was already awake—and calm. That girl even described Rina’s condition before anyone else could.”

The family was stunned. Usually, Rina’s episodes dragged on for at least a full day, but this time, she had regained consciousness almost immediately—and not only survived but shown clear signs of improvement.

Dr. Wilson took a deep breath and turned back to Mr. Houston. “If what Rina says is accurate, then this classmate is the reason her condition is now stable. I don’t understand the technique she used, but the facts are undeniable. She may be the only person capable of truly helping Rina.”

Mr. Houston struggled to process the news but nodded resolutely. “Understood.”

Without another word, Dr. Wilson quietly exited the room.

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