Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1921

qAnother crucial point is that intracranial surgery is a modern medical procedure. Since Dr. Felch is a traditional medicine practitioner, he has no clue about modern medicine. Although he knows how to perform the surgery, he might not do it.

When Francesca was still deep in her thoughts, Sean asked, “Mr. Lindberg had already told us to look all over the world for a good surgeon to operate on you. However, we haven't yet found a doctor better than you. Dr. Wright said we can't delay it because your life might be in danger. That's why I'm asking you if you know any doctor that we can get in contact with.”

“No. I don't.” Francesca didn't want them to find her mentor. Not only did she not want them to disturb the elderly, but she also didn't know if he could actually treat her.

“All right, then,” Sean answered helplessly. “We'll think of something else. Since there are so many doctors in the world, we'll surely be able to find someone good.”

“Thank you,” Francesca uttered politely.

“I'll make a move now. Rest well.” Sean bowed before leaving in a hurry.

Francesca's gaze darkened when she thought about her condition. Since Helen had lowered the success rate by more than half, it seems like my condition has worsened. I'm in need of surgery, and my time is running out.

If someone else was the patient, she was quite confident she could treat the injury. However, she was the patient. She wasn't able to operate on herself, considering that she had to operate on the back of her head.

Right then, she recalled the one time she'd made a mistake in the past. At that time, my confidence was high before I operated on that six-year-old girl. In the end, I failed, and the girl died.

Francesca was traumatized by that mistake of hers. Now, something similar is happening to me. Is this karma?

While she was still deep in thought, she heard a vibrating sound coming from inside her backpack.

Francesca snapped out of her daze and stretched her body to retrieve the phone from her backpack.

Her phone's battery had gone from full to almost flat. Before the phone died, Francesca quickly answered it. “Hello?”

“Francesca! You've finally picked up! I thought something had happened to you! I was so scared—”

“What is it? Spill it.” Francesca was annoyed because she thought Anthony was such a nag.