Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

Felicia's presence held no aggression, yet an unyielding aura radiated from her, making it impossible for anyone to act out in front of her. The laughter gradually faded.

Olivia was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "Felicia? What are you doing here?"All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Felicia ignored her and stepped forward to check Lewis' eyes. Then, turning to the eight seasoned physicians behind her, she said, "Bring me the silver needles."

Without hesitation, they quickly opened their needle cases and offered them to her, hands respectfully held out.

She took a few needles and was just about to begin when Olivia immediately stepped in front of the bed, shouting, "No! Bring in your top physician. I don't trust you!"

With all their history-from school to Alverton-Olivia could not trust Felicia with Lewis' life.

In response to her doubt, Felicia raised an eyebrow and smiled coolly. "To put it bluntly, I am the most skilled here."

"Hah!" Olivia didn't believe her for a second.

The world was big; she was sure she could find someone to save Lewis.

"We're leaving!" She instructed her bodyguards to carry him back to the car.

Felicia remained calm, showing no anger and letting them leave.

The physicians from Harmony Medical Center exchanged looks, thinking, "Maybe Lewis' condition is too complicated, and Felicia knows she can't handle it, which is why she's letting them leave so easily?"

Harvey was getting anxious. He had deliberately guided the Adler family here, hoping to watch them cause a scene! He wouldn't just let them leave like that.

He ran over to block Olivia's path, rubbing his hands as he spoke. "Ms. Adler, you're really just going to leave? Aren't you going to give them a little trouble?" Why wouldn't she tear down their clinic?

Already frustrated, Olivia raised her chin, "Who do you think you are? Move out of the way!"

As the Mercedes door opened, the bodyguards lifted Lewis and prepared to put him in the car.

But at that moment, something terrible happened. His body suddenly began to convulse.

At first, it was just his limbs, but soon his entire body was seizing.

His eyes rolled back, leaving only the whites showing, and he twisted and convulsed uncontrollably. "Mr. Adler! Mr. Adler!"

"Dad! Dad, what's happening? Don't scare me!"

"Oh no! He's biting his tongue! Quick, pry his mouth open! Don't let him bite his tongue!"

The scene was in chaos.

Cars on Archer Street couldn't pass, and pedestrians were forced to stop, forming a crowd of onlookers. Olivia broke down in tears.

Lewis, now lying on the ground, had bitten through his tongue, and even the combined efforts of the physicians couldn't pry his mouth open.

Crying, she crawled forward, putting her hand by his mouth, shouting, "Dad, bite me! Bite me, please just don't bite yourself!" But he had lost all sense of reason.

His eyes had rolled back completely, his face red from lack of oxygen, his fingers claw-like, and his legs convulsing violently.

At this rate, he wouldn't make it.

The physicians shook their heads, sighing.

Olivia collapsed over Lewis, crying out in despair, "Dad..."

Even the bystanders felt a pang of sorrow watching.

In her desperation, she turned to the physicians from Harmony Medical Center sobbing. "Can anyone save my dad? Any of you-I'll pay whatever it takes. I beg you!

Some of the physicians, faces flushed with embarrassment, admitted, "It's not that we don't want to help-it's just... We can't..."

Olivia, usually proud and haughty,

strea mess; tears and snotet

was

across her face, and she

was practically on her knees before the physicians.

Through her blurred, tear-filled eyes, she saw a slim figure step forward from behind the crowd.

It was Felicia.