Watching Samuel quickly wheeled into the operating room, Katelyn slipped away to change her appearance. Lacking makeup to alter her facial features, she instead focused on her attire and overall demeanor, donning a mask to aid her disguise. Confident in her new guise, Katelyn made her way to the operating area.
The doctor, recognizing her despite the mask, greeted her with enthusiasm. “Everything is set. The blood analysis should be ready in two minutes.”
Katelyn nodded, impressed by the hospital’s swift and efficient handling of the situation.
Once the disinfection procedures were complete, a nurse hurried in with the blood oxygen results. Katelyn scanned the report, her sharp eyes analyzing every detail. After a moment, she exhaled in quiet relief. The neurotoxin was similar to the one Neil had been poisoned with, but thankfully, it didn’t seem to have any long-term effects.
Drawing on her prior experience with detoxification, Katelyn acted swiftly. She turned to the doctor and listed the specific antidote she needed.
The doctor hesitated, his brow furrowing in concern. The antidote was also a kind of neurotoxin. Was this the right treatment?
Katelyn, sensing his doubt, much like the doctor in Granville, spoke with unwavering confidence. “Just prepare it.”
The hospital’s proximity to tropical rainforests meant it was well-equipped to handle various neurotoxins, and Katelyn trusted that they had the necessary antidotes on hand. She was aware that this hospital likely had more extensive resources than most.
After a brief moment, the doctor nodded and moved to fetch the antidote. “Alright, I’ll get it ready,” he affirmed, quickly setting to work. Soon enough, he returned with the antidote.
Meanwhile, Samuel lay trembling on the operating table, showing signs of distress. Fortunately, the emergency detox pill Katelyn had given him earlier had mitigated some of the toxin’s immediate effects, providing temporary relief and slowing its progression.
After administering the antidote, Katelyn kept a close eye on Samuel, watching for any signs of adverse reactions. When she was finally certain that everything was stable, she exhaled deeply, her shoulders relaxing slightly. “It’s done,” she said, her voice calm but laced with relief.
The doctors in the room stood in stunned silence, their expressions a mix of awe and disbelief. Katelyn’s unconventional detoxification method was something they had never encountered before. Yet, there was no denying its effectiveness. Samuel showed almost no adverse reactions, and the poison had been completely neutralized.
With the immediate crisis averted, Katelyn sank onto a stool beside the operating table, her gaze fixed on Samuel as she waited for him to regain consciousness. She turned to the still stunned doctor. “Could you arrange for the surgery of the patient we discussed earlier? I’d like to perform it tomorrow morning.”
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Katelyn hadn’t had the chance to think about it recently, but remembering the urgency of the patient’s condition, she knew any delay could be detrimental. Resolved to manage it the following day, she made the necessary arrangements.
Suddenly, Samuel groaned on the operating table, causing everyone in the room to pause. The next moment, he vomited blood, sending shockwaves of concern throughout the room.
Everyone’s eyes turned to Katelyn, their expressions filled with worry as they urgently asked, “Hades, what’s happening?”
Katelyn maintained her composure, her face showing no signs of distress. She reassured them, saying, “It’s merely a standard detoxification procedure.”
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