The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 511

The morning activities were relatively simple—just watering the young saplings that had already taken root.

By afternoon, the events could be considered concluded.

However, as everyone leisurely chatted and watered the plants, a sudden scream pierced through the depths of the tree planting area.

Neera turned her head towards the sound, only to spot a father sitting on the ground, clutching his ankle.

The teacher hurried over, her voice tense with concern, "Are you alright? Did you injure your foot?"

The man seemed to be in considerable pain; beads of sweat, as large as peas, dripped down his forehead. He winced and replied, "No... In the thicket over there, I saw a snake! It bit me!!!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was alarmed, casting wary glances at their feet, afraid that the snake might reappear.

Recognizing the gravity of the situation, the teacher quickly halted the activity.

She retrieved her phone, dialing for emergency assistance.

After a rapid explanation of the situation, she hung up and looked at the group, raising her voice to ask, "Any parents here familiar with first aid? How should we treat snakebite?"

The ambulance would take some time to arrive.

Fearing inadequate measures during this interval could lead to irreversible consequences, she inquired urgently.

Upon hearing this, Neera didn't waste a second. She dropped everything and hurried over.

"I'm a doctor. Let me handle this."

She first identified herself to the teacher and then turned to the father, asking, "Did you see what the snake looked like?"

The man was perspiring profusely, whether, from pain or fear, it was hard to tell.

"No... It was too quick. The snake bit me, and then it slithered away so fast I couldn't get a clear look. I just saw a shadow."

This was somewhat expected.

Without much ado, Neera crouched down, "Release your grip, let me see."

The man complied, moving his hand away from the wound.

At that moment, two distinct marks were visible on his ankle, surrounded by blood that had turned a faint shade of dark.

The snake was venomous.

Neera's gaze darkened; she acted decisively, taking out a handkerchief and binding it above the wound.

This would help prevent the venom from spreading as much as possible.

Then, she had someone bring mineral water from not far away and use it to cleanse the wound.

Several bottles later, more was needed.

As she was about to speak up, from the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a figure approaching her, carrying an unopened case of mineral water.

"Here."

The man adeptly opened the case, took out a bottle, and handed it to Neera.

She nodded her thanks and accepted the water.

After several rounds of cleansing, Neera stopped and had someone fetch a small knife and a lighter to cauterize the wound.

"It might sting a bit, bear with me."

She warned, then made an incision and swiftly squeezed out the venom that had accumulated within the wound.

Her actions were sharp and efficient, especially when she held the knife; her hand was as steady as if she were holding a pen, and her gaze remained unwavering.

After finishing, she instructed the teacher to arrange for a few people to carry the man back to the lodging.

She followed them upstairs, retrieved her medical kit, and applied an antitoxin and anti-inflammatory ointment to the wound.

Once she finished bandaging it with gauze, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"With limited resources here and no specific medicine on me, this powder won't completely neutralize the venom, but it will slow down its spread. When we get to the hospital, the doctors can treat it more effectively."

The man still seemed somewhat anxious, asking her, "Really? I won't be in any life-threatening danger, right?"

Neera remained composed and self-assured, "No, you'll be fine."

The child's mother was equally worried, and upon hearing Neera's assurance, she could only turn to her husband, asking, "How do you feel now? Any discomfort?"

Seeing Neera's calm demeanor and sensing her sincerity, the man's anxiety eased considerably. He turned to reassure his wife.

"I'm alright, I feel quite okay. It's not a big issue."

Hearing this, the child's mother patted her chest, expelling a heavy breath, and promptly expressed her gratitude to Neera.

"Mrs. Beauvort, thanks to you! We wouldn't have known what to do without you. You're our family's savior!"

The other parents had snapped out of their shock by now and began applauding.

Even the children couldn't resist joining in, praising Neera one after the other.

"Auntie, you're amazing!"

"So beautiful, so skilled in medicine, and so kind. Auntie, you're fantastic!"

"Saving lives and treating illnesses is truly awesome! Auntie, I want to be a doctor like you when I grow up!"

Hearing these praises, the triplets felt a surge of pride and honor, unabashedly pleased with themselves.

They always knew their mommy was fantastic, and everyone recognized and liked her!

Amidst the crowd, Jean watched silently, his gaze deep and appreciative.

From the very beginning, the composed expression on her face as she calmly handled the situation was almost like she was radiating light.

This version of her was simply captivating, making it impossible to look away.