Seven-character regulated poem

Chapter 548: Absolutely Accurate

Chapter 548: Chapter 548: Absolutely Accurate


"Whoever deserves it, just curse them!"


Leanne Hall wasn’t incapable of arguing, she just felt it wasn’t necessary.


But some people are just so infuriating, you simply can’t stand it.


"You..."


Jessica Chase knew that if she continued following this old woman’s words, she’d suffer a loss.


So she directly threatened, "Fine, if you’re gonna act like this, don’t expect Dr. Hale to treat you in the future!"


Patients are all afraid of doctors refusing to treat them, suffering for a lifetime.


This old hag’s headache is the same, once Dr. Hale stops treating her, she’d rather be dead than alive.


Just wait!


This old hag would soon be begging her for mercy.


At that time, she’d definitely make this old hag kneel and repent!


Jessica Chase was resolute, but Leanne Hall merely said, "Who’s afraid of who, you insignificant nobody!"


After saying this, Leanne Hall dragged Eric Yates quickly into the clinic.


Behind them, Jessica Chase’s clamor could still be heard from time to time.


"Alright, alright, have the guts to never come into our clinic again!"


"Even if you come, don’t expect to see our Dr. Hale!"


Hearing Jessica Chase’s clamor, Eric Yates felt a little worried, "Mom, was that necessary?"


Arguing with the clinic’s receptionist was equivalent to completely blocking her own future path for treatment.


Unexpectedly, Leanne Hall said, "I’d rather die than accept any more treatment from that Hale. So, you should give up on that idea too."


Only then did Eric Yates realize that Leanne Hall’s sudden change from her previously gentle demeanor to arguing with Jessica Chase was not just out of defiance, but also to sever his path to Simon Hale in the future.


"Mom..." For a moment, Eric Yates didn’t know what to say to Leanne Hall.


At this time, July Quinn had just seen off the previous patient and was preparing to attend to them.


"Ms. Hall? Please get on the examination bed now."


July Quinn gestured for Leanne Hall to lie on the treatment bed.


But both Eric Yates and Leanne Hall were a bit dumbfounded upon seeing July Quinn.


"Are you Divine Doctor Quinn?" Leanne Hall was a bit bewildered.


She’s so young!


Looks barely in her teens, and so pretty.


Could such a young girl truly possess the miraculous medical skills her younger sister spoke of?


After the initial shock, Eric Yates promptly pulled Leanne Hall to leave.


"Mom, this young girl is so young, what kind of exceptional medical skills could she have? While there hasn’t been any treatment yet, let’s go back and find Dr. Hale. Rest assured, no matter what, I’ll convince Dr. Hale to continue treating you."


Leanne Hall was being dragged along, unsure whether to refuse or agree.


Although she truly resisted Simon Hale, she didn’t want to entrust her life to such a young girl.


However, as Leanne Hall was uncertain about what to decide, July Quinn’s cool voice reached her ears.


"The headaches frequently occur around midnight, the pain feels like being gnawed by ten thousand ants, leaving you with an empty head and cold hands and feet the next day, accompanied by nausea and dry heaving. Ordinarily, you appear no different from a normal person, but move slowly and get breathless from walking briskly."


Upon hearing this, Leanne Hall immediately turned back, shocked as she looked at that young, beautiful face.


"Mom?"


Eric Yates also noticed that his mother’s hand seemed to tremble slightly, looking at her with some unease.


At this time, July Quinn asked again, "Ms. Hall, is my diagnosis incorrect?"


"No, not wrong at all!"


Leanne Hall was somewhat emotional.


Because even Simon Hale hadn’t described her symptoms so accurately when he examined her.


Yet this young girl in front of her, after just briefly sizing her up without taking her pulse or asking detailed questions, could accurately describe all her symptoms.


"Divine Doctor Quinn, please save me."


At that moment, Leanne Hall’s voice even carried a tremble.