The Real Heiress Rules the World (Sloane Rivers) novel Chapter 426

Chapter 426 Don’t Die on My Watch

Chapter 426 Don’t Die on My Watch

“What’s going on?” she demanded, striding forward.

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“None of your damn business!” Hart shoved her away roughly–but then his face twisted in pain as he clutched his stomach and dropped to his knees.

Sloane could already guess what was happening, but she still grabbed their wrists to check their pulse. Within seconds, she confirmed her suspicion. “You drank unfiltered well water? That’s a salmonella infection!” She spun around, dashed back into the tent, and returned with a few jade–green pills. “Take these, now!”

“Who’d want your-” one of the men began, but before he could finish, he doubled over and vomited.

Hart was drenched in sweat, trembling from the pain; finally, he snatched the pills and swallowed them. Less than ten minutes later, his symptoms eased dramatically. He stared at Sloane in disbelief. “What… what kind of medicine is that?”

“Purgewind Pill,” Sloane said calmly. “It’s made from white orchid and desert wormwood.” She took out several packets of pale powder. “Sprinkle this around the camp; it’ll repel venomous scorpions and sand snakes.”

The team exchanged uncertain glances. The man who had vomited wiped his mouth and muttered weakly, “Th–thank you, Dr. Rivers…”

But the others who hadn’t fallen ill only sneered. “She just got lucky,” one of them scoffed.

“Yeah,” said a tall man with his arms crossed. “We’ve done dozens of missions; never needed fancy pills like that.”

Hart steadied himself against the tent pole. Though the color had returned to his face, his tone was still full of arrogance. “Fine, I’ll admit you’ve got some skill. But tomorrow’s mission–you still follow our command.”

Shawn stepped forward, unable to hold back. “Dr. Rivers’s medical skills—”

“Mr. Shawn,” Hart cut him off sharply. “Medicine is one thing; desert survival is another.” He gestured toward the dark stretch of sand in the distance. “Out there, even satellite signals fail. The heat can fry an egg. You pampered kids have no idea how dangerous it is.”

A scarred veteran sauntered over, voice dripping with sarcasm. “Tell me, Doc–do you even know what to do if you get lost in the desert? Or how to tell when you’re stepping into quicksand?”

Sloane met his mocking gaze evenly. “I know how to find shelter when a sandstorm hits; I know how to draw water from a cactus; and I also know…” Her eyes flicked to his wrist. “That scorpion sting on your arm is already infected. If you don’t treat it soon, it’ll start festering within two hours.”

The man jerked his hand back, his expression hardening. “What nonsense!”

Without another word, Sloane opened her medical kit, poured some pale green powder into her palm, and said coolly, “Apply this. The pain will fade in ten minutes; the swelling, in half an hour.”

He hesitated, then reluctantly took the bottle. The others gathered around to watch, whispering among themselves.

“Probably just another trick…” someone muttered under their breath.

But within ten minutes, the veteran’s eyes widened. “It really doesn’t hurt anymore! And the swelling’s almost gone!*

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Chapter 426 Don’t Die on My Watch

Marcus frowned. “Coincidence.” He turned and barked, “Everyone, get some rest! We move out at four!”

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When the crowd finally dispersed, Lucas leaned close to Sloane and murmured, “Looks like we’ll have to hit them harder if we want them to take us seriously.”

Sloane gazed toward the desert, her voice soft. “Once we’re inside the Black Desert, they’ll understand.”

Shawn clenched his fists. “Those arrogant bastards… if it weren’t for Aunt Beth…”