CHAPTER 30: CHAPTER 30: UTTERLY DISGRACED

Ann Vaughn was hit so hard that a darkness clouded her vision. She pressed on the acupuncture point on her wrist to gradually recover, her mind in a stupor.

She struggled to lift her head, only to see Laura Quinn, furious, hurling insults at her: "Bitch, do you really think that learning a few days of medicine qualifies you to save lives and treat illnesses? If anything happens to the Old Master, I will make sure you die!"

"Wild brat from the countryside, doesn’t know what’s good for her!"

The cursing was harsh and piercing to the ears. Standing nearby, Cynthia Vaughn suppressed a grin, a gleeful malice in her eyes as she watched Ann Vaughn.

She wished she could personally help Laura Quinn give Ann Vaughn, that shameless bitch, a good beating.

Even Professor Chaney couldn’t stand it anymore. He blocked Laura Quinn’s hand, which was about to swing again, and scolded her angrily: "Madam, this is a hospital!"

"If Ann Vaughn weren’t here today, whether the patient could survive would have been uncertain; even if he did, he would have suffered from pain! Yet after all her help, instead of gratitude, you start hitting people—what reason is this?"

Professor Chaney couldn’t help but think of Laura Quinn’s status. Considering her indiscriminate actions today, he could imagine the kind of life his student, Ann Vaughn, must be living in the Hawthorne Family!

"Heh, Professor Chaney, maybe she doesn’t want the patient to survive at all. Every family has its difficulties." The doctors who had come out later saw the farce and laughed cynically, joining in.

Although they indeed looked down on traditional Chinese medicine and upheld Western medicine, they had to admit that Ann Vaughn had taught them an unforgettable lesson today.

There’s always someone better out there.

The doctors’ words made Laura Quinn’s face alternate between green and white, extremely unsightly. She looked at Ann Vaughn with a gaze full of hatred, as if she wanted to devour her.

All because of this shameless illegitimate child, she lost all face in front of so many people.

Ann Vaughn pressed her numb tongue, not speaking. Half of her face was numb and in pain; even lightly touching it with her fingers was unbearable.

She could understand Laura Quinn’s disdain and disgust for traditional Chinese medicine, but she could not agree with it.

"My mother was just overly worried about the elder’s safety, and momentarily lost her manners. I hope everyone can forgive her." Cyrus Hawthorne walked over, having just finished a phone meeting, nodding coolly and elegantly to the doctors, "I wonder how my grandfather’s condition is?"

Laura Quinn’s expression slightly relaxed, as she stood behind Cyrus Hawthorne, glaring at Ann Vaughn.

"Old Mr. Hawthorne is no longer in life-threatening danger. As long as he gets through the 24-hour observation period, he can be transferred to a general ward." Professor Chaney’s expression softened as he clearly explained the postoperative precautions.

As soon as he finished speaking, several doctors surrounded Ann Vaughn, changing their previously aloof and dismissive demeanor, chattering away like sparrows.

"Miss Vaughn, do you have time now? Could you tell me how you managed to get the patient to stop vomiting blood immediately and without adverse reactions?"

"While our hospital practices both Western and traditional Chinese medicine, applying traditional Chinese medicine in such an operation is a first."

"All of you stop talking, haven’t you noticed the girl’s face is bruised? I have the latest healing ointment, which will guarantee that no scars will be left after application!"

Ann Vaughn didn’t want to stay here and continue enduring Laura Quinn’s reproaches. She glanced at Cyrus Hawthorne, who was completely ignoring her, her eyes dimming as she lowered her gaze, then followed the doctors and left.

Cyrus Hawthorne looked over, catching a glimpse of Ann Vaughn’s swollen, bruised face, halting his gaze momentarily, then indifferently retracting it.

Listening to what Professor Chaney said just now, Laura Quinn only felt it was absurd and laughable. How could Ann Vaughn have such skills?

But seeing all those doctors who typically required appointments for consultations offering such praise for Ann Vaughn, she began to harbor doubts. Could it be that she had really wronged Ann Vaughn?

"Sister’s medical skills are indeed amazing, even the doctors are praising them like this." Cynthia Vaughn, noticing Laura Quinn’s expression, said with a sweet smile, "Sister should have mentioned earlier that she could cure Grandpa Hawthorne, then Aunt wouldn’t have to worry so much."

Laura Quinn’s complexion, which was just beginning to relax, immediately soured again with a hint of disdain.

She might believe that Ann helped, but as for curing Old Master Hawthorne, she certainly didn’t believe such nonsense!