NovelEnglishChapter 223 Jordan didn't waste any tfinding a doctor. And wouldn't you know it, the doctor he brought in was none other than Dr. Falcone, the very sdoctor who had always looked down on Flora with a critical eye.
When Jordan asked Dr. Falcone to assist Flora with a brain surgery, the doctor nearly laughed out loud. The idea seemed ridiculous to him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Miss, have you ever done a surgery like this before?" he asked skeptically.
Flora shook her head, "No, this is my first time." Dr. Falcone was so outraged he could barely speak. "Jordan, you're playing with your daughter's life." "I know what I'm doing," Jordan replied firmly. “Just assist Flora, and I promise you won't lose a cent of the funding for your research." Reluctantly, Dr. Falcone agreed, but he made it clear that if anything went wrong, he wouldn't take the blame. Once the patient was prepped, Flora checked her condition to make sure she was ready for surgery and then wheeled her into the operating room. Outside, Jordan and Jenny waited anxiously.
Inside the OR, the tension was palpable. Brain surgery required absolute focus; any mistake could be fatal.
"Dr. Falcone, hold the instrument steady. Crimson, keep a close eye on the patient's vitals," Flora instructed. SeaR*ch the Find_Nøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
"Got it," Crimson nodded.
But Dr. Falcone, ever the critic, was quick to jump in. "The spot you're choosing to cut is problematic. From this angle, you might hit the optic nerve, causing blindness. And this here isn't right either..." "Dr. Falcone, if you're not going to help, you can leave," Flora snapped.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe last thing she needed was distractions. Dr. Falcone's constant interruptions had pushed her to the edge. Her cold, determined gaze bore into him, making him fall silent with a huff.
With the room quieter, Flora focused on the task at hand. She made the incision with steady hands. A neurosurgeon's hand must be rock steady, touching a nerve the wrong way could spell disaster.
Before she started, Dr. Falcone had noticed her hands were shaking slightly. But once she began, it was like she beca different person. Her hands were perfectly still! Even Dr. Falcone had to admit she was good-really good. He watched in awe as she navigated around nerves to remove a blood clot deep in the brain. She was quick and steady, better than many seasoned pros.
After the clot was removed, it was tto stitch up. Flora was sweating, but shexemained as steady as a mountain, her hands never wavering.
Dr. Falcone was beside himself with excitement. He had never seen such skillful stitching HeXeaned in for a closer look, accidentally nudging the instrument.
Flora's hand froze. The view on the monitor shifted; she could no longer see the area she was stitching. For a brain surgeon, losing sight of the operative field was disastrous. Dr. Falcone was in a state of utter panic. He had only anticipated causing such a significant error! X
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