Chapter overview: Chapter 1799 from The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns
In this standout chapter of the Romance novel The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns, Carmen Henley introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.
Once Charlotte managed to calm her nerves, she took a step forward, ready to get to work. Before she could move any further, Dr. David spoke up, worry clear in his voice. “Lottie, the patients still might carry who knows how many viruses. This is when they’re most contagious. It’s the most dangerous time.”
“I’ll do the examination myself,” Charlotte replied.
“There’s no need.” She shook her head, slipped on her gloves, and walked over to the patient’s bedside. Her voice turned serious. “How’s the forensics room coming?”
“It’s all set, just like you asked,” the team leader answered, watching Charlotte’s every move. He looked tense. “We’ve got the consent forms for organ donations, too.”
Black was the shining star of the medical world, practically irreplaceable. He never would’ve asked for her help unless it was absolutely necessary. The higher-ups kept reminding him, nothing could be allowed to happen to her.
Because there were so few donors, the forensic team hadn’t dared to begin until she arrived.
“Let’s go.” Charlotte’s words were quiet as she turned away.
“Black, you’ve been flying all day. Maybe you should rest first?” the team leader suggested, clearly worried.
“No need.” Charlotte started walking but stopped when she saw a little girl crying nearby.
She crouched down in front of the girl and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks.
“Am I going to die?” the little girl asked between sobs. “What about my grandparents? Will they stay asleep, like my mom and dad?”
“Hey, it’s okay.” Charlotte reached over and stroked her hair, unable to keep her voice from softening. “I’ll do everything I can, I promise. I’ll try my best to wake your grandparents so they can be with you again.”
The girl sniffled and nodded, rubbing her eyes.
“Alright, let’s go.” Charlotte stood back up and walked faster. Everyone near the door stepped aside, hurrying to keep pace behind her. Dr. David let out a sigh and followed her in.
The autopsy took place in a sterile, chilled room. The procedure was high-risk and strictly controlled; only the most experienced doctors were allowed to participate.

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