Chapter 54:
Elena, so confident before, was finally getting what she deserved.
“You insisted everything was fine, yet now Mrs. Harper is spitting up blood,” Ferris sneered. “She’s too frail to endure such strain. Not even Dr. Sampson could turn this around.”
As if on cue, Davey entered.
He barely stepped through the doorway when he heard his name.
“Ferris, what’s the patient’s status?”
Ferris stiffened upon seeing him, momentarily at a loss.
Then, regaining his composure, he quickly recounted everything—especially how Elena had treated Bertha using acupuncture.
Trying to absolve himself of responsibility, Ferris added, “I haven’t examined the patient myself. If you need details, ask Miss Harper.”
But Davey, as the hospital’s director, was far more experienced than Ferris.
One glance at the dark blood pooled on the floor and Bertha’s improving complexion told him everything he needed to know.
Whoever performed the acupuncture was no ordinary person.
His sharp eyes landed on Elena. “Were you the one who treated Mrs. Harper?”
She gave a slight nod.
“May I see your needles?” he asked.
Elena’s gaze flickered.
Could he possibly know her mentor?
Her mentor had been missing for a year—any clue was worth considering.
Without hesitation, she handed over her silver needles.
The moment Davey examined them, his expression changed drastically. Recognition flashed across his face. These needles… they belonged to Healer.
It meant Elena had to be Healer’s apprentice. Healer had an apprentice? This was a massive revelation for the medical field!
Davey returned the needles with the utmost respect.
But Ferris, still oblivious, tried to undermine Elena. “Davey, she’s practicing medicine illegally, and now there’s been a serious mishap!”
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Elena shut him down immediately. “The patient had severe internal bleeding in the brain, and there was only a thirty-minute window to save her. Instead of acting, you stood by and did nothing. Is this how doctors operate in this hospital?”
Davey’s face darkened. “Ferris, is this true?”
Ferris scrambled to defend himself. “You know better than anyone how critical her condition was.”
“And your response was to do nothing?” Davey’s expression became stern. “You seem to have forgotten that the purpose of being a doctor is to save lives. Even if there’s only the slightest hope, we cannot give up on the patient. Someone like you has no place in this hospital.”
Ferris paled. “What are you saying?”
His promotion to deputy chief was within reach. Losing this job was unthinkable.
“You’re dismissed,” Davey said firmly.
“No, you can’t fire me!” Ferris protested. “Please, just give me another chance!”
