Shunned Daughter Returned: She Sent Them To Hell

Eileen stepped into the hospital room and found an elderly woman with silver hair lying on the bed, her skin waxen and her frame extremely thin. It was obvious her life was hanging by a thread.

Medical equipment crowded the bedside, their warning sounds ringing out in a steady rhythm.

"Dr. Flynn, this is my mother. Please examine her condition," Rodger said in a low voice, his eyes heavy with concern.

Eileen moved to the bedside and inspected Leah Gilbert with careful attention.

She saw the strange ashen color staining Leah's nails and a slight bluish cast lingering around her mouth.

The symptoms made the cause plain. Leah had been poisoned, and it had been happening for a very long time.

Amy stood off to the side, observing Eileen's every action, her expression still tinged with doubt.

"What exactly are you going to do? Do you need any special equipment or medicine?" she asked.

"No. I only need a set of needles," Eileen replied.

"Needles? We brought in the best experts and used the finest machines and medication, and none of it helped. But you think a few needles are going to solve this?" Amy's voice was thick with disbelief and impatience.

Eileen paid no mind to Amy's words and looked at Rodger instead.

"Mr. Gilbert, your mother stayed unconscious because poison accumulated inside her body. I can draw it out. If I cannot do it, I will bear all responsibility."

Rodger looked closely at the young woman standing before him. For reasons he could not explain, the steadiness in her eyes made him believe there was still hope for his mother. He inhaled deeply and gave a firm nod. "Alright. Go ahead."

Amy still looked ready to protest, but eventually, she pressed her lips together and moved out of the way.

Rodger promptly got the needles for Eileen.

Eileen accepted them, disinfected the needles, and picked out several slender ones.

She laid two fingers against Leah's neck and checked her pulse.

Then, her fingertips traveled slowly along Leah's arm, searching with exact care.

"This is the spot," she suddenly said.

Without the slightest pause, she slid a needle into an exact point on Leah's arm.

Amy let out a sharp gasp, but Rodger stopped her from stepping forward and signaled her to stay quiet.

Eileen went on identifying points across Leah's body, placing a needle each time she found the right spot.

Her hands stayed steady and assured.

Before long, well over a dozen needles were in place.

She made a slight adjustment to a few of them, then slowly turned one.

At that moment, something strange happened.

A bead of blackened blood leaked from the place where the needle had gone in. Then, more followed, gathering into a narrow stream that slid down Leah's arm.

Rodger and Amy stared in stunned silence.

"It is just as I thought. Long-term poisoning. The toxins have been collecting for years," Eileen said evenly.

She kept turning the needles, and more dark blood spilled out.

Just then, the door was shoved open, and a middle-aged doctor in a white coat entered the room.

The moment he saw what was happening, alarm flashed across his face.

"What are you doing? Who gave you permission to treat this patient?" He strode over at once and spoke with cutting sharpness. "What kind of treatment is this? Do you even know that this could cause infection?"

Before Eileen could reply, he turned toward Rodger. "Mr. Gilbert, who is this woman? Does she even have a medical license? I need to report this."

"Dr. Todd, calm down," Rodger said at once. "This is Dr. Flynn. I brought her here to treat my mother."

"Dr. Flynn? There is no doctor here by that name!" Samuel Todd sneered and pulled out his phone to place a call. "Treating a patient like this is against the law. I have to report this to the police."

Just then, Leah gave a weak groan and slowly lifted her eyelids.

"Mom!" Rodger rushed to her side and clasped her hand. "You're awake! How are you feeling now?"

Leah blinked sluggishly. She was still frail, but her eyes were clear as she looked around the room.

"It feels like I have been asleep for a very long time. I can finally open my eyes again..."

Samuel went rigid, staring at her in utter disbelief.

"This... this is impossible. Your condition..."

Eileen continued her work calmly, as though nothing had happened.

She removed the needles that had already done their job, then inserted fresh ones into several other areas, continuing to purge the toxins.

"You used heavy medication on her but failed to clear out the source of her condition," Eileen said without raising her head. "This was never about giving her more medication. It was about taking out what never should have remained inside her. The toxins stayed in her system for too many years. More medication only worsened her condition."

Samuel's expression darkened with rage.

"Are you questioning my medical skills? I graduated from a prestigious medical school!"

"And was that where they taught you to handle chronic poisoning with strong medication?" Eileen answered evenly. "That kind of treatment isn't right at all."

Samuel's face turned livid in fury, yet since Leah was awake because of Eileen, every retort died in his throat.

"Are you saying that all these years of treatment did not just fail, but actually pushed my mother's condition further downhill?" Rodger asked, dumbfounded.

He had poured an enormous amount of money into hiring renowned specialists, only to make his mother's condition worse.

Eileen gave a faint nod. "Your mother came into contact with a slow-acting poison years ago. It stayed in her body until it finally caused severe symptoms. Ordinary tests could not find the source of the problem, but my observation and examination techniques exposed the issue."

Samuel flushed with humiliation. In the end, he lowered his phone and left the room using the excuse of having something else to do.

The treatment went on for about an hour. At last, Eileen removed every needle and wiped the dark blood from Leah's body.

She then wrote a prescription and carefully explained the dosage.

"This is only the beginning. The oldest toxins are gone." She turned to Rodger. "She will need this medicine for three months to remove all the toxins in her body."

Rodger was overcome with gratitude. The weight he had carried for five years finally fell away, leaving him feeling lighter than ever.

"Wait," Rodger called when Eileen was about to leave. He gestured to his assistant.

The assistant hurried over with a neatly wrapped box and handed it to Eileen. "This is the latest phone model. Mr. Gilbert's number is already saved on it."

Rodger pulled out his phone and completed a transfer. "I just sent you three million dollars as your payment. I will return the item Patricia left to you soon."

Eileen had planned to turn the money down, but she had nothing left to her name and needed a new beginning. So, she accepted it.

After she left the room, she stepped into the elevator.

The doors slid open on the fifth floor, and a young doctor in a white coat hurried in.

The moment his eyes met Eileen's, both of them froze in surprise.

"Eileen?" the young doctor said, stunned. "What are you doing here?"

Eileen looked at him with a cold expression. He was Evan Hewitt, her second elder brother.

Her voice stayed calm, but her eyes were icy. "I was just released from prison. You didn't know?"