A Replacement Bride

She checked the caller ID and it was from an unknown number in Hovington. She picked

up the phone and answered the call without hesitation before playing the video on the

laptop.

"Hello."

"Is this Miss Cornell?" Ben secretly glanced at Keith, who was nearly out of breath, and

broke out in cold sweat.

"Speaking. Who is this?" Katherine, who was watching the video's content, frowned.

"I'm Mr. Carlson. Your brother is heavily injured in the detention center and his injury is far

too severe. He's being rescued at my clinic right now, but his heart and lungs are

ruptured. There is no way to save him. You—"

Katherine stood up abruptly before Ben was about to finish his sentence. Her voice was

cold and stern as she questioned, "Where are you?"

"I'm at No. 377, Bushbury North Road. Please come as soon as possible. Keith may not be

able to make it and you will only have one last chance to see him—"

Katherine hung up the phone before Ben was able to finish his sentence. Without sparing

another glance at the playing video, she walked out of the room with a frosty visage.

Finally, she arrived at Bushbury North Road after a thirty-minutes journey. Her

countenance was insufferable and she was engulfed with a dark aura, making the people

around her terrified.

She pushed open the door to the clinic and a nurse quickly approached to inquire.

Without a care, she brushed past the nurse and went straight into Keith's ward.

Ben was inside when he noticed Katherine approaching as he apologized, "I'm really sorry,

Miss Cornell. I did my best, but your brother… He—"

"He'll be fine." Katherine's hands trembled slightly, as did her voice. She approached the

hospital bed and her gaze fixed on Keith before her.

They had only been separated for a few hours. Nothing would happen, he assured her. She

had assumed that the Downtown Public Security Bureau would never mess with him. His

life would be safe even if he suffered slightly.

To her surprise, she underestimated the ugliness of human nature.

"Miss Cornell…"

"Get out," Katherine spoke coldly and stepped forward to take Keith's hand in hers to

check his pulse.

Keith's current situation was dire and he was on the verge of dying.

The rage and guilt within Katherine threatened to drown her as her heart was racing with

anxiety.

She took out her needle pouch and opened it to reveal 108 gold needles of varying

lengths neatly wrapped in the pouch. Instantly, she grabbed three and punctured along

Keith's lifeline. Next, she trembled as she undid his clothes.

Keith's emaciated and puny body was riddled with horrifying blue and purple wounds that

looked horrifying to one. Her hands trembled as she took several deep breaths to relax.

She then took the golden needles and pierced each of Keith's major acupoints one at a

time.

"Can you set up an operating room here?" Katherine had used 49 of her golden needles.

While Keith's breathing remained weak, his condition was temporarily stabilized.

Befuddled, she asked lightly, knowing that Ben had remained at the door all this time.

"Yes. Do you want to operate on him?" He had yet to completely recover from his shock.

He also studied traditional medicine at one point in his life. Though he had never seen

Katherine's acupuncture technique before, he could tell it was vastly different.

For the time being, Keith's situation appeared to be stable. At the very least, the

instrument's data was consistent and Ben could not help but look at Katherine in surprise.

Joaquin's fiancé is incredible!

Why did everyone say that she's the lacking one in the Cornell Family?

Ben was taken aback. After a while, Katherine uttered, "Please set up an operating room

for me and I will operate on Keith on my own."

"You can do that? He is now in a very stable state. I advise you to stop taking chances and

hire a professional to do it." Although Ben found Katherine's Chinese medical techniques

to be incredible, he thought her desire to operate on Keith was absurd.

That was because he had read her profile before. Actually, she had never studied Western

medicine and conducting surgery was vastly different from acupuncture as it necessitated

extremely delicate skills. No matter how big or small a mistake was when it occurred, the

patient would either die or become disabled.

"No one is able to perform this surgery. If you can't arrange it here, I'll take him away,"

Kathrine replied lightly.

"Okay. I'll make arrangements for you because you insist on doing it yourself. But first,

let's talk about it. I'm not liable if something happens to Keith." Ben did not bother trying

to persuade her seeing that she was not self-conscious with her capabilities.

He wanted to see if Katherine could pull it off, so he told the nurse to set up an operating

room.

Katherine only requested the assistance of a nurse for passing medical devices while Ben

merely went into the operating room to watch her make a fool of herself.

After donning herself in a sterile suit, Katherine raised her hands and looked down at Keith

in front of her while standing still. "No. 3 scalpel," she finally instructed after a moment of

silence.

Except for the occasional sound from Katherine, the operating room was deafeningly

quiet. Ben originally stood in the distance to observe, but then dashed forward to stare at

her intently.

Keith suffered a serious injury. Five ribs were fractured, including two comminuted

fractures. There were also bone fragments in the heart and lungs to be addressed while

his bones had to be reconnected as well; this procedure was extremely challenging. If

Katherine was not cautious, Keith could lose his life.

Katherine's movements, on the other hand, were as smooth as running clouds and flowing

water; particularly her stitching technique, which made Ben's eyes almost pop out when

he witnessed it.

Even a top doctor with over fifty years of clinical experience would be unable to perform

this type of operation with such delicate skill.

What sorcery does Joaquin's fiancé possess?