Chapter 803

"Dr. Smith, please come quickly and examine her." All attention shifted to the door as Jenny's attending physician hurried in, slightly out of breath. Suzanne glanced at him but remained silent. She quickly moved to Jenny's bedside. After years of being bedridden, Jenny's face was drained of all color, and she was as thin as a skeleton. She seemed so fragile that it was as though a mere touch might break her. Suzanne sat beside her and gently felt for Jenny's pulse. It was extremely faint, as if it could cease at any moment. She seemed to be on her last breath and was practically at death's door. All the doctors in the ward fixed their eyes on Suzanne, but none of them dared to speak. After some time, Suzanne completed her assessment of Jenny's condition and retrieved the silver needles from her bag. She frowned at the crowd gathered in the ward. "Why are you all here just crowding around?" The ward was small, and with so many people in it, it felt extremely cramped and st