Chapter 4 Doubt

"That's right, young lady. We should probably call an ambulance. This boy appears to be lost. I called out for some time just now, but no one came over," an old man said.

He was concerned that Aria might be blamed if anything happened to the boy.

Aria quickly unbuttoned the boy's coat and brought him to some shade. "Don't worry. I'm a licensed doctor."

Then, she opened her bag and took out a medical kit. It was equipped with needles and scalpels of all sizes, all arranged neatly in rows.

Aria felt the boy's pulse again.

"Stop it! How can you simply touch the patient?" Jimmy yelled. He couldn't allow Aria to do as she pleased.

She ignored him and continued to monitor the boy's pulse and heart rate.

Jimmy sneered. "I'm Jimmy Cornell, currently studying at Janovin Medical University. My mentor is Dr. Salome Gunther. I'm not just a random bystander. You say you're a licensed doctor? How old are you?"

Aria continued to ignore him. Her focus was on the boy. She took out a needle and began to sterilize it.

"I'm talking to you! Even that old man knows we should wait for an ambulance. Why can't you get it through your head?"

This was the first time Jimmy had been completely ignored by someone.

Aria had one knee to the ground. Her demeanor was cool and emotionless. "Do nothing and wait for the ambulance? Wait as the optimal treatment period passes by? Is that what your mentor taught you?"

"Who said we should do nothing while we wait for the ambulance? You're the one delaying treatment with those needles. Please don't show off your pseudo-science methods, and let me perform CPR on the patient."

Aria shot him a cold glare after she heard what he said. Who would've thought that such a pretty young lady could have such a vicious gaze?

"He has a heat stroke. Do you think CPR would help? What a worthless doctor," Aria said as she applied pressure to the boy's fingers. Her tone was glacial.

Jimmy lost his cool immediately. "Who are you calling worthless? Do you even know who my mentor is?"

He had just received an award overseas for his medical skills. He was incredulous at the woman's audacity to doubt his abilities.

"I'm not interested in your mentor. Move."

Jimmy's eyes turned bloodshot. "I'll let it slide this time since you're just a lowly traditional medicine practitioner. His lips are turning blue. It's a heart issue."

"Hypoxia and ischemia might impact the respiratory system and cause the lips to turn blue."

Aria looked at Jimmy with a cold stare, then added, "But a heat stroke can cause that symptom, too. The difference is that his pulse is steady. Moreover, his lips are parched.

"It's clear that he had been exposed to high temperatures for a prolonged period. You don't even look at these symptoms, yet you claim to be a medical student?"

"That's true. You have to look at the symptoms first. I was taught that too," someone in the crowd agreed with Aria.

Then, people in the crowd started chattering.

"It seems like the Janovin Medical University isn't anything special at all."

"That young lady is way more reliable. I noticed she was quite professional when taking the boy's pulse."

Jimmy couldn't take the humiliation anymore. "Alright. So, he has a heat stroke. Will your acupuncture cure him of it? If so, why are we even learning modern medicine?"

"You can't represent everyone else who practices modern medicine." Aria glared at him icily. "I'll say it one more time. Move."

There were two types of people she hated the most—those who looked down on traditional medicine and lousy doctors getting in the way of her treatment.

"Sure, I'll move. I'd like to see how skilled you are." Jimmy crossed his arms. "If you can heal him with these needles, I'll get on my knees and apologize to you."

"I'm looking forward to that."

Aria located the acupuncture points and raised her hand.