Chapter 519

Chapter 519

It was late at night, quiet all around.

Adelaide, worn out from the long day, fell asleep the moment she lay down in bed.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

Half-asleep, Adelaide tried to hang up but accidentally hit answer instead.

"Adelaide, where are you? I need your help right now. Come over quick—my brother got into a car accident, and you're the only one who can stop his bleeding."

The voice sounded panicked and rushed.

It was Zola.

Adelaide shot up in bed and squinted at the screen.

Yeah, it was Zola.

Adelaide stayed quiet for a moment, which only made the person on the other end more frantic.

"Sorry for waking you up so late, but I really had no choice. The doctor said if we can't stop the bleeding, my brother might... sniff..."

Zola finally broke down and started crying.

"Don't panic. I'm on my way. Is he in the operating room?"

Adelaide talked while quickly throwing on her clothes. Just as she headed for the door, a big hand grabbed her waist and pulled her back.

She turned around and saw Sebastian casually getting out of bed and putting on clothes too. "I can come with you."

Still on the phone, Adelaide nodded. "Okay, we'll be there soon."

Two minutes later, Adelaide walked into the operating room. Her pupils shrank at the sight, and her body started shaking.

Blood was everywhere.

Zola's brother Tony lay on the table covered in blood—his body, hands, face, and head were all soaked in it.

On the way over, Adelaide had already heard it was a car accident.

Still, something felt off.

She stepped forward and checked all the test results. Her face grew even more serious.

If it were any other blood type, it would've been easier. Even with heavy blood loss, a transfusion could help. But his blood type was extremely rare—one in ten million. If he lost too much blood during surgery, he'd be done for. Stopping the bleeding was critical.

Without wasting time, Adelaide got to work.

She carefully pulled out the treatment needles and quickly stuck them into several key pressure points to stop the bleeding.

Normally, that should slow things down. But the moment the needles went in, the blood kept flowing just as fast. The other people in the room started to panic too.

"What's going on? Shouldn't it have stopped? The spots look right. Maybe something with his body?"

"This isn't right. Get specialists from every department in here for a consult. What the hell is happening?"

"We're losing him—his oxygen levels are dropping. Someone call the experts..."

Voices overlapped around her, but Adelaide stayed calm. She tried every bleeding-control method she knew, yet the blood kept pouring out like it was free. Tony's condition got worse by the second, and everyone started scrambling.

Adelaide was still placing needles when someone suddenly bumped into her. She lost her balance and nearly fell, but a steady hand caught her and pulled her aside.

No way. This can't be happening.

The blood had already soaked through all the sheets, but Adelaide still couldn't believe what she was seeing.

How could this be? She'd used every trick she knew from two lifetimes, and nothing worked.

Worse, Tony had gone into shock—from blood loss.

Adelaide suddenly thought of something. She grabbed the test results again and scanned them fast. When she saw one number, her whole body shook, and she almost dropped to the floor.

"Quick, flip him over!"

She rushed forward, voice sharp, and ordered the nurses to turn the badly injured man onto his stomach. Then she drove needles hard into several key spots on his back.

Some people didn't get it, but the ones who did had their eyes go wide.

Just then, a few specialists rushed in. When they saw where Adelaide was about to place the needles, they yelled out.

"What are you doing? You can't touch that spot—it could kill him!"

"And what the hell are you people doing? The patient's already this bad, and you're flipping him over? Are you trying to finish him off?"

"This is insane! Stop her right now before someone dies!"

The new arrivals completely lost it and tried to drag Adelaide away, but she whipped her head around and gave them a cold stare that shut them up.

"This guy is my friend's brother. If anything happens, I'll take the blame. Now shut up and stay quiet."

The room went dead silent—you could hear a pin drop. Only Adelaide kept moving, helped by a couple of nurses.

She worked on his back, neck, and the soles of his feet.

When they saw the needles stuck in those life-or-death spots, everyone sucked in a breath, even more terrified.

But after what she'd just said, no one dared interfere. They just stood there sighing and shaking their heads.

They knew who Adelaide was, and because they knew, they didn't make a move.

Still, watching a life slip away right in front of them made their faces go pale, especially the hospital director.

He came from a traditional medicine family that had practiced for generations.

He couldn't tell exactly what Adelaide was doing, but he knew it was risky. Those spots weren't to be touched lightly. Back when he was learning acupuncture, his family had warned him—those points were off-limits unless it was a matter of life and death. Otherwise...

Time passed, but the bleeding didn't slow at all. Everyone grew more anxious.

One male nurse couldn't take it anymore and slipped out of the operating room.

When he saw Zola, he blurted out, "What the hell is going on? Didn't I tell you not to mess around? We've got real doctors and nurses here. We've known each other for years—why would I screw you over? Now look what you've done. You brought in some woman, and she's in there doing acupuncture on your brother. It looks bad."

"What are you talking about? What's happening? Isn't my brother still being treated? Why are you out here? Get back in there!"

Seeing the nurse come out, Zola panicked and shoved him back toward the door.

The nurse rolled his eyes. "You still don't get it? Your brother lost too much blood, and it's serious. His blood type is rare too—we've already put out calls to other hospitals for blood. But you? You're trying to get him killed. Don't you know that woman has no idea what she's doing? She's just winging it in there."