Chapter 49
Chapter 49:
Lindsay approached Emmett with confidence. “Everyone, those people earlier were family members of Dr. Harper, so naturally, they knew her well. Whether she actually has any medical expertise is still a question that needs answering. These days, very few young women dedicate themselves to serious study. We can’t afford to gamble with Mr. Mitchell’s health. Fortunately, I’ve called in a few friends who are experts in the medical field. Once they arrive, they will see Dr. Harper’s skills, and we’ll have the truth about her credibility p>
She lifted her chin, glancing at Brenna with open disdain. “Dr. Harper — or should I say, Miss Harper — if you’re simply putting on an act, I suggest you come clean now. Given your age, we might chalk it up to youthful ignorance and let the matter slide. But if the experts expose you as a fraud, things won’t end well for you. We may have to involve the authorities, and the consequences could be severe p>
Standing nearby, Landen said with an air of intimidation, “Mr. Mitchell is a decorated war hero, not someone you can experiment on. Miss Harper, if I were you, I’d confess now before you anger the Mitchell family. Because if you do, no one will be able to protect you p>
Brenna rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed. “So, none of you trust me, huh p>
She turned to Ethan and casually said, “Is there anyone else in your family who’s unwell? Let me assess their condition, and you’ll see my capability for yourselves p>
Ethan shot a disapproving glance at the doctors. Their skepticism was nothing more than thinly veiled jealousy. Because they couldn’t cure his grandfather, they assumed no one else could either.
He looked at his father and said, “Dad, I trust Dr. Harper. Why don’t we let her examine you? It wouldn’t hurt to see if she can help improve your health p>
Emmett exchanged looks with his brothers, and after a brief hesitation, they all nodded in agreement.
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The group moved to the outer living room, where Emmett took a seat on a single sofa, resting his arm on the armrest. Brenna settled onto the adjacent sofa, calmly positioning herself to examine Emmett’s health.
Emmett’s posture was straight, the ingrained discipline of a soldier evident in his stance.
The doctors present looked on with barely concealed amusement, as if waiting for Brenna to embarrass herself. She first checked the pulse on Emmett’s left wrist before moving to his right, her expression unreadable as she remained silent for a long moment after examining him.
Seeing this, Landen scoffed, “Miss Harper, we’ve been waiting. Have you figured anything out yet? If you’re just putting on an act, you should stop now before you make a fool of yourself. I’ll be upfront with you—Mr. Emmett Mitchell underwent a full medical examination just yesterday. If you can accurately diagnose his condition, I’ll drop to my knees and apologize to you p>
Lindsay folded her arms and smirked. “I’ll do the same. Forget about treating Mr. Vincent Mitchell—if you can even diagnose Mr. Emmett Mitchell’s condition, I’ll also kneel and apologize to you p>