My Substitute Wife Is a Bigwig (Lily Brooks and Loid Laurier)

“How long will it take?” Lily asked.

“I’m not sure. We can’t control international flights. But I’ll do my best to get the antidote for you,” Elliot replied.

Lily glanced over at Loid, then back at her phone. “Contact Hawk first.”

After ending the call, Lily walked up to Loid. “Can you get someone from Mardonia here in three hours?” She knew it took about four hours to drive from Bridgeport to Lagersfield City. If they drove fast, they could make it in three.

If Hawk could get the antidote to Lagersfield City in three hours, Belinda might have a chance.

“We can do that.” Loid pulled her into a comforting embrace. He could feel her trembling, so he tightened his hold. “I’ll arrange a private jet. Have your friend head to the airport now.”

Lily nodded and quickly called Hawks, who agreed without hesitation.

After the call, Daniel pulled up with the car.

Melanie had already packed their bags and handed them over. She gently held Lily’s hand. “Don’t worry. Your grandmother will be alright. Your uncle has contacted the traffic authorities. They’ll give you a clear path. Go on ahead. We’ll follow shortly.” Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Lily sniffed and said, “Thank you, Melanie.

Melanie patted Lily’s shoulder, urging them to hurry.

Shaun was waiting at the highway entrance. Once they picked him up, Daniel sped towards Lagersfield City.

Throughout the drive, Lily kept a video call open with Winston, who was providing her with real–time updates from the operating room.

“Ms. Brooks, your grandmother’s blood pressure is dropping, and her pulse and breathing are getting weaker,” Winston reported anxiously.

Lily sat up straight, her expression tense. “Find a doctor practicing alternative medicine! Hurry up!”

Winston immediately instructed a nurse to fetch the most reputable alternative treatment doctor in the hospital. Soon, the nurse returned with Anthony Hudson, a well–known physician at the hospital.

On the way, the nurse briefed Anthony on the situation and the patient’s importance. Not wasting a moment, Anthony jumped straight into the matter as soon as he arrived. “Ms. Brooks, I heard you needed me.”

“Follow my instructions and perform acupuncture on my grandmother. You should get two more doctors to help. You won’t be able to handle it alone,” Lily instructed, detailing the specific acupoints.

The nurse quickly went to find more doctors.

Anthony began to follow Lily’s directions and inserted the needles as she described.

Initially, he was concerned. Given the critical condition of the patient, he feared that even surgery might not be able to save her, let alone acupuncture. However, as he followed Lily’s precise steps, he was astonished.

Anthony had spent his lifetime practicing alternative medicine, and he recognized the technique she was directing him in. It was the Golden Needle Acupuncture Technique.

He had read about this technique once. This method was known to protect the heart meridian of a dying person, significantly increasing the chances of survival.

However, it was extremely demanding physically. It required constant and meticulous needle insertion and removal.

Anthony couldn’t believe that someone as young as Lily was knowledgeable about such an advanced technique. Before he could express his amazement, Lily calmly continued to guide him through the acupoints.

Without delay, Anthony followed the steps.

The nurse came back with two senior alternative medicine doctors. The three worked in harmony, and Anthony breathed a sigh of relief. “Ms. Brooks, her situation is stable for now.”