StarNovelChapter 266 Wynter's Childhood Look Elliot, who was typically calm and composed, spoke with a sense of urgency. "Mr. Lloyd, do you still think we need to bother with that nonsense DNA evidence? The girl in this photo is clearly my sister!" Elliot was utterly convinced the girl in the photograph was none other than Ms. Quinnell. While others believed Naomi bore a resemblance to Wynter, Elliot saw no similarity between them.
To him, the girl in the photo was unmistakably his real sister, still enjoying her candy despite her dirty face and having been abducted.
She gazed at the camera with a sleepy, yet endearing, expression. Her big eyes and chubby face were unmistakable.
And she was wearing the tiger hat Elliot and Tobias had made for her the day she disappeared. Elliot recognized that hat by its crooked strips. He and Tobias hadn't done a good job sewing it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRyan couldn't contain his excitement either. He had vivid memories of Ms. Quinnell's appearance on the day she was abducted. Although he had his suspicions, he was thrilled when they were confirmed.
"Mr. Elliot! I'm calling Mr. Quinnell Senior right now!" Ryan's eyes welled up with tears as he reached for his phone.
But before he could dial the number, there was a sudden thud. Elliot, who had been standing in front of him, suddenly collapsed backward! Ryan panicked and called for the doctors outside the ward. The doctors and nurses in Havenlight Hospital quickly rushed over.
Chang 266 Wynter's Childhood Look One of the doctors, Dr. Sander, examined Elliot and spoke with a tone of displeasure.
"How could you let him interrogate when he's running such a high fever? This fever was caused by the injury on his shoulder. Was his arm reattached after it was broken?" Aware of Elliot's critical condition, Ryan anxiously supported him, intending to take him to Wynter immediately. However, the doctors couldn't permit him to transport the patient in such a state.
Ryan felt anxious and helpless. "Why can't you people understand? I must-" Suddenly, someone grabbed him from behind. It was Wynter. "Easy there, Ryan. What's going on?" she asked calmly.
"Wynter!" Ryan turned to her and gripped her hand tightly. "M- Mr.
Elliot suddenly passed out! I've been keeping track of the time, and it's not even been three hours. Why-" Wynter crouched down, swiftly assessing Elliot's condition. Ryan's heart gradually calmed down, reassured by Wynter's presence. After all, there was no ailment Wynter couldn't cure! Wynter had cto Havenlight Hospital because Yarra and her child needed nourishment. Additionally, she was growing concerned as she hadn't received any news from Ryan while twas ticking away. Hence, she decided it would be more efficient to cto the hospital herself.
Wynter held Elliot's wrist with one hand while handing Dr. Sander a document and token with the other Every medical professional was -Eb-Mhzed Lock familiar with that token, but only a select few had ever laid eyes on it.
In earlier days, Florand had awarded this token to Dr. Bell during his travels in the country. Subsequently, only experts who made significant contributions to the medical field possessed this token.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDr. Sander was taken aback by the sight of the token. "Who are you?" "He's my patient. I was the one who reattached his arm," Wynter replied swiftly yet calmly. "I need an operating room. The patient has lost a lot of blood and hasn't eaten for a long time. How's the stock of the hospital's blood bank?" Dr. Sander nodded, acknowledging her professionalism. "We're short on special blood types, but other types are sufficient.”
"Good," Wynter responded, her expression cold yet beautiful. Ryan, what's his blood type?" "O positive!" Ryan answered promptly.
"I'm also O positive. Please conduct an RH blood type and a cross-
match test for both of us," Wynter instructed Dr. Sander. See if we're compatible. If we are, use mine." "Okay," Dr. Sander agreed.
However, Ryan interjected, "We can't use your blood!" Wynter raised an eyebrow, slightly puzzled. Why was Ryan so adamant? It didn't sound like him.
Ryan was anxious. "Trust me, Wynter. We really can't use your m blood!"
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