Chapter 17 Found the Problem
[This morning, there were reports from the Military General Hospital saying that a powerful official’s grandson suddenly suffered a high fever and convulsions and was rushed to Westoria Hospital. Could it be this child?]
[…]
[…]
The live chat froze for a moment.
That man was Hendrick Chatwin.
A man regarded as one of the country’s most respected scientific pioneers in nuclear physics, who made historic contributions to the country. In recent years, due to health reasons, he had returned to his hometown to recover, living a quiet and private life.
And the question Georgia asked was exactly what everyone in the observation room was thinking.
Why was Wynne so sure this child wouldn’t survive?
At that moment, the anesthesiologist raised a hand signal.
Wynne picked up the scalpel.
“Because of his legs.”
The blade came down in a clean cut.
“His legs?”
Georgia froze. She hadn’t noticed anything unusual about the child’s legs, except for the occasional twitch during convulsions.
Wynne glanced up at her. Under the cold white glow of the operating lights, her beautiful features looked even more distant and colder.
“When I saw him at the café yesterday, his legs had six episodes of involuntary muscle spasms in just ten minutes. And these kinds of spasms usually happen more often at night during sleep.”
When breathing slows down, the brain thinks the body is failing and tries to wake it up. Those spasms are a sign that the brain is detecting a death signal.
“But the family ignored those signs.”
[Damn, did anyone notice her hands? She’s talking while holding the scalpel steady. And that’s right in the cardiac area. Who is this surgeon? What hospital is she from?]
[This is insane. She’s basically operating blind.]
[She’s amazing!]
Chapter 17 Found the Problem
The observation room went completely silent. All the senior professors and specialists were staring wide- eyed.
In fact, from the moment Wynne made the first cut, they already realized they had misjudged her Some even began questioning their own judgment. How could someone who looked so young, barely an adult, be doing this?
“Curved forceps.”
Wynne spoke in a cold, steady voice. The surgery had clearly reached the most critical stage. Under the bright surgical lights, the child’s heart beat weakly, and even the viewers in the livestream seemed to hold their breath.
Georgia handed her the curved forceps.
But to her growing despair, she realized she couldn’t keep up with Wynne’s thinking at all.
She didn’t even know what Wynne was about to do.
For the first time, Georgia-the proud young genius who had always stood above her peers-felt like she was nothing but an idiot on the operating table.
“Found you.”
Soon, a faint smile curved under Wynne’s mask. Even through the livestream, people could feel how pleased she was.
[I feel like I can’t breathe.]
[That chest cavity separation is so clean and beautiful.]
[Superior vena cava.]
The last comment in the chat made the livestream fall silent again for a moment. Only then did people realize who had typed them. It was Georgia’s mentor, Rowan Stuard, a senior surgeon widely regarded as one of the most legendary figures in the field of surgery.
And after passing on all his lifelong knowledge to his only mentee, Georgia, he had already retired from the operating room and no longer performed surgeries.
Today, Rowan had actually appeared in the livestream chat,
It was unbelievable.
Almost the moment his comment appeared, Wynne’s curved forceps had already separated a tiny glass fragment from the superior vena cava. It was so small it was nearly impossible to see with the naked eye.
The moment she lifted it between her fingers, everyone froze.
That tiny thing had slipped past every high-precision scan and almost killed the child.
“Flush. Suture. I’ll leave the rest to you.”
Wynne returned to her usual lazy demeanor. She casually dropped the fragment onto a tray and stepped
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down from the operating table.
“My first assistant.”
Georgia stared blankly at Wynne’s back as she walked away. Her heart was pounding so fast it might burst
out.
In front of the self-serve coffee machine, Wynne clearly felt someone following her.
The moment a hand was about to land on her shoulder, she turned instantly and twisted the person’s arm. pinning them in place.
“Ah! Ouch! It hurts! Wynne, what the hell are you doing?!”
It was a girl with a punk hairstyle.
Someone I knew?
Wynne released her grip. And the moment the girl saw her face clearly, she froze in shock, too.
“D-did you get plastic surgery or something?!”
She looked so beautiful now, like an angel.
Wynne didn’t say anything.
Looking at the girl’s face, a faint, blurry memory surfaced in Wynne’s blank mind. She was probably one of those party buddies I used to hang out with before getting expelled from school.
“What is it?”
Wynne’s tone was cold and indifferent.
“I told Kaylee that you got kidnapped that day. I even asked if we should call the police, but she said it wasn’t
necessary.”
The punk-haired girl looked awkward as she spoke. Then she pulled a tacky phone covered in pink rhinestones out of her pocket and handed it to Wynne.
“This is your phone. You dropped it that day.”
My phone?
Wynne had the sudden urge to throw it into the trash. It was way too ugly.
“Um…”
“Say it.” Wynne took a breath and accepted the phone.
“Your in-game crush got stolen by Kaylee. They’re getting married in the game tomorrow. Just don’t log in.”
After saying that, the punk-haired girl turned around and bolted without looking back.
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Reborn as the Boss Lady
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