Upon hearing Dr. Dell’s words, Vaughn widened his eyes. The people around him wore expressions of surprise and uncertainty.
“What? Hazel’s severed arm has completely necrotized in such a short time? What… what’s going on?”
Miranda’s expression flickered as images of the assailants flashed through her mind: their pale, bluish skin, blank expressions, and inexplicable strength. And Hazel’s arm was torn off by the truck driver…
Could it be that those assailants…
“How could this happen? What’s going on here? Ms. Lowe, what exactly happened at that time? You said my daughter’s arm was torn off by the assailants. What kind of assailants were they?” Vaughn stared at Miranda, his eyes wide, questioning her with a low growl.
“Those assailants were indeed strange! But I don’t know the specifics,” Miranda bit her lip and refrained from speaking recklessly.
“Heh, it’s certainly strange that you don’t know the people you hired,” Frederick sneered.
Upon hearing this, Miranda’s face darkened, displaying a mix of mockery and resentment. Frederick had failed to win over Miranda, so he couldn’t stand seeing her succeed. His purpose in coming here today was to add fuel to the fire, disrupting the cooperation between Lowe’s Pharmaceutical and Hazel’s company. Judging by Vaughn’s attitude now, it seemed he had achieved his goal. However, that wasn’t the end of it. The main act was yet to come for Miranda.
“You wretched woman, since I can’t have you, I’ll make sure you suffer a total collapse! Hmph!” Frederick thought to himself, casting a glance at the leading uniformed man, Hamza, beside him.
At this moment, Vaughn seemed to have lost all hope. He turned to Dr. Dell and continued questioning, “Doctor, what do we do now? Is my daughter really going to lose her arm like this? Do you… have any other solutions? You’re a renowned global expert! You must have a plan…”
Dr. Dell nodded and pondered, “The only option now is to quickly fit your daughter with a prosthetic limb. While the nerves at the amputation site haven’t necrotized yet, we can connect her to the most advanced prosthetic limb with electronic neurons available internationally.”
“This… only a prosthetic limb? There’s no other way?” Vaughn’s face turned grim as he spoke.
“Mr. Beckman, this is the best option available now. With a well-fitted prosthetic limb, Miss Beckman will appear no different from a normal person as long as she’s wearing clothes. Daily life won’t be a problem at all. Rest assured, our hospital and Dr. Dell will spare no effort in performing this surgery.”
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly interrupted, “No! Don’t fit her with a prosthetic limb just yet! There’s still hope for Miss Beckman’s arm!”
Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at Miranda, their faces filled with astonishment. Vaughn’s expression changed slightly, and he asked, “What did you say? Is there a chance to reattach Hazel’s arm?”
Miranda hesitated for a moment but nodded, gritting her teeth. “It’s possible. Let’s hold off on the prosthetic limb for now… it’s better to wait…”
Upon hearing that Dr. Dell and the others were about to fit Hazel with a prosthetic limb, Miranda had to stop them, even though she wasn’t certain if Lachlan could truly regenerate Hazel’s severed arm. If he couldn’t… it would be a disaster.
However, as Miranda spoke, she seemed somewhat uncertain. Lachlan, can you really make Hazel’s severed limb regenerate? Doubts crept into her heart…
“Possible? How would it be reattached? Can you actually do it?” Vaughn urgently asked.
The others present also looked at Miranda, their eyes filled with intense skepticism.
The doctor, Dr. Dell, furrowed his brows tightly. As an international authority in this field, he had declared that reattachment was not possible. Someone questioning his expertise at this moment undoubtedly added to his doubts.
“It’s not me, it’s my husband! He’s 90% confident that he can save Miss Beckman’s arm!” Miranda said.
Upon hearing this, Vaughn exclaimed, “Oh? Your husband? Is he a doctor and an expert in this field?”
“Hmph! How is that possible? I can’t do it myself. I dare say that in this world, no one can reattach Miss Beckman’s arm. The severed limb has already necrotized. How is it possible? Who is your husband? What kind of similar surgery has he performed?” Dr. Dell questioned directly.
“My husband’s name is Lachlan. He didn’t do it through surgery… he used traditional medicine…” Miranda hesitated for a moment and answered with determination.
Upon hearing this, Dr. Dell burst into a cold laughter, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. “What? Traditional medicine? Hahaha, you’re joking! So-called traditional medicine is just a trick to deceive people. Can a severed arm be reattached by boiling some herbs or using those silver needles that are like toys for children? Miss Beckman’s condition cannot be achieved by modern medicine, let alone traditional medicine. Traditional medicine is just a deceptive trick!”
Dr. Dell’s face displayed a touch of arrogance, showing utter disdain for Priocia’s traditional medicine. It seemed that modern medicine far surpassed traditional medicine in his eyes.
At this moment, Vaughn snorted heavily, his eyes filled with anger as he looked at Miranda. “Ms. Lowe, are you still joking with me at this point? Your husband can save Hazel’s arm using traditional medicine? It’s simply nonsense!”
Frederick pointed at Miranda and sarcastically exclaimed, “Miranda, what’s your intention here? Your husband, that useless Lachlan, can save Miss Beckman’s arm with traditional medicine? Hahaha, that’s hilarious! I guess you don’t want Miss Beckman to recover. You’re not satisfied, right?”
“That’s right! What’s your intention?”
“She deserves to be condemned!”
“Even if the business cooperation didn’t work out, there’s no need to be so malicious, right?”
“If we miss the best timing for Miss Beckman to get a prosthetic limb, the consequences will be unimaginable!”
“I think this woman is doing it on purpose!”
“She’s a jinx! A wicked woman!”
Listening to these accusations and insults, Miranda’s face turned red with a mix of grievance and anger. “You… all of you…”
Just then, a cold and disdainful snort suddenly resounded, freezing everyone in their tracks.
“Hmph!”
It seemed to explode in everyone’s ears, silencing their discussions and reproaches.
“My wife is Hazel’s lucky star!”
As the voice fell, two figures, one large and one small, appeared in everyone’s sight. Lachlan was holding Nora’s hand, walking towards them with a serious expression.
As people encountered Lachlan’s hand along the way, it was as if an invisible force pushed them away, automatically making way for him.
“Lachlan!”
At this moment, even when she was being criticized by everyone, Miranda couldn’t help but feel her eyes well up at the sight of this familiar figure. Although she was stronger than him now, there was still a sense of finding her backbone.
“Mommy!”
Nora ran towards Miranda at this moment, quickly throwing herself into her embrace.
“Honey, I’m sorry I’m late!”
Lachlan approached and looked at Miranda with affectionate eyes. His senses were so acute. Although he had just arrived, he could hear the discussions and reproaches from afar. For a moment, his heart was filled with both pain and anger.
“Willis!”
Upon seeing Lachlan, Frederick’s face immediately filled with resentment and hatred. The shame Lachlan had brought him during the business exchange in Edoland was still vivid in his memory. Meeting one’s enemy was especially infuriating, and Lachlan was also his love rival!