“What?” the old lady blurted in a shrill voice. Her eyes widened in consternation before she blacked out.
“Mom!” The man grabbed her before she collapsed to the ground. He turned to Arielle and demanded, “Ten million! We demand ten million!”
“His heart might’ve stopped beating, but that doesn’t mean he’s dead. Don’t you go cursing your brother,” With that, Arielle spun on her heels and headed for the emergency room.
The doctor shot her a curious glance. “Who are you? Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter the emergency room.”
Instead of answering his question, Arielle requested, “Prepare a surgical gown for me. I shall try my luck.”
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