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    “Are you medical guys insane? That woman is just a vet. You can’t seriously think a vet can save a human life!” Katie’s voice sliced through the chaos, thick with mockery and contempt.


    Katie nted herself squarely in front of the elevator, blocking the stretcher without the slightest intention of budging.


    When Christina pivoted around, she caught the sh of Katie’s smug grin, her arms folded in open defiance, making it perfectly clear she had no ns to move aside.


    “You moron! Are you trying to get someone killed?” Christina snapped, her patience snapping.


    Katie, caught off guard by the blunt insult, let her self-satisfied expression crumble into a scowl. “I’m not moving. What are you gonna do—fight me?” she retorted, her voice bristling with hostility. “If this patient dies, that’s his problem, not mine.” A nasty smirk flickered across her face as a new idea seemed to strike. “But I’ll tell you what—if you want me to move, get on your knees and apologize. Maybe then I’ll think about it.”


    “Are you moving, or do you want me to drag you out myself?” Christina’s tone was ice-cold, her re unwavering.


    Katie only lifted her chin, voice dripping with malicious satisfaction. “Kneel and apologize, and I’ll let you through. Otherwise, if this patient dies, it’s on your head, not mine. Christina, I’d think carefully if I were you—this is a human life at stake. You really want that on your conscience?”


    Katie stood her ground, arms locked in ce, ignoring the chorus of shocked murmurs and the disbelieving, outraged stares now focused on her from all sides.


    “How could this woman be so cold-blooded? Is she really willing to let that boy die just to prove a point?”


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    “Do they have some kind of personal feud? If so, they should settle it behind closed doors. Holding up that boy’s treatment is downright heartless. Isn’t she worried about what’ll happen if the boy dies?”


    “If the boy dies, they’re certain to face legal action.”


    “Legal action? Please. Look at her—draped in designerbels, probably worth a fortune. If something happens, she’ll just pay out a settlement and walk away without a second thought.”


    “She’s outrageously annoying! If I weren’t stuck in this wheelchair, I’d march over there and deliver a thunderous kick.”


    “Shh! Honey, don’t get reckless. We’re just regr people. If you get into trouble, we’d have to sell everything just to cover the damages. But for her? Even if she causes a death, any fine would be pocket change.”


    Katie’s head snapped around to the woman in the wheelchair as the word “kick” reached her ears, her re icy.


    Intimidated, the woman’s husband quickly spun his wife away from Katie’s line of sight, eager to escape any fallout.


    Baffled, the woman asked, “Honey, what on earth are you doing? Don’t wheel me away! I haven’t even seen the end of this drama!”


    He shot her a warning look, his voice low and urgent. “Drama? The longer we stick around, the more likely we are to get dragged into it. Let’s just keep our distance—save our money for your treatments instead of getting mixed up with people like her.”


    The woman sighed in resignation but craned her neck anyway, bargaining. “Fine, but at least stop somewhere I can still watch.”


    Christina’s icy gaze lingered on the unconscious boy sprawled on the stretcher, her face unreadable. She pivoted back to Katie, her eyes now glinting with a lethal, witty edge.


    Without a word, Christina closed the distance between them, her steps brisk and unyielding.


    Katie’s bravado faltered as she stumbled backward, eyes darting with rm. “What… What the hell are you doing?”


    “Nothing much,” Christina’s voice was silk over steel. In one swift motion, she seized Katie’s wrist and dragged her aside with one fierce tug. “Just making sure you get the fuck out of the way.”


    Losing her bnce, Katie hit the floor with a bruising thud, yelping as she mmed down onto her rear end. “You psycho! How dare youy a hand on me!” she bellowed, her face twisting with fury.


    Christina barely spared Katie a nce, cold indifference written across her features. Then, she turned to the medical staff. “Please do everything you can. I’ll make sure Dr. Emmett gets here.”


    Though the doctors and nurses doubted Christina could get Calvin involved in this case, something in her unwavering tonemanded their trust. Without another word, they rushed the stretcher into the waiting elevator.


    “You despicable bitch! You hear me? You’ll pay for this!” Katie wailed, her shrill voice echoing down the hall as she flung herself at Christina, wild-eyed and vengeful, hell-bent on dragging Christina down with her wrath.


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