The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1074

He fully believed that in the near future, more specialists would successfully leverage traditional medicine during major surgeries.

For now, however, Claire was the sole pioneer in this frontier, and she needed to be fiercely protected.

It was not as though the authorities had not considered recruiting the young woman into their official ranks.

But this girl was not just a prodigy in traditional practices; her expertise in Western medicine was equally staggering.

Rumor had it that the higher-ups had tried to approach her, but someone powerful had intervened and blocked the request.

That intervention allowed Claire the freedom to forge her own path.

She had secured a gold medal at the International Mathematical Olympiad, yet she completely bypassed any math-related majors.

She chose to study medicine, but instead of focusing on her unparalleled traditional skills, she threw herself into Western medical science.

The girl absorbed knowledge like a sponge, deliberately choosing only the most grueling, challenging disciplines.

As a result, certain files regarding Claire's background had been classified as top secret.

Even Dr. Sterling did not have the security clearance to access them.

All he knew was that when he submitted the application for her clearance, the approval came through at lightning speed.

The sheer efficiency of it had left Dr. Sterling utterly stunned.

But upon discovering that she had already assisted in a similar high-stakes operation for the Hawk family, it all made perfect sense.

The authorities knew her inside and out; working with her was practically the same as working with one of their own internal operatives.

"You still have plenty of fight left in you, Dr. Sterling," Claire offered gently.

There was nothing crueler than a hero watching their own twilight approach.

Dr. Sterling waved a dismissive hand. "Your mentor is already six feet under, and you're telling me I am not old?"

Claire was speechless. There was really no need to use her late teacher as the baseline for everything.

"Maybe he just went ahead to scout the path," she quipped.

"If he ends up becoming the chief medical officer of the underworld, when your time finally comes, you can waltz right in and claim you have connections down below!"

It was rare for Claire to crack such a lighthearted joke.

It sent the old doctor into a fit of hearty laughter.

"Good, good! You certainly know how to cheer an old man up."

"In that case, I will make sure I live a long, full life up here before heading down. I have VIP access in the afterlife, after all."

Claire smiled, insisting that this was exactly the kind of spirit he should maintain.

As they chatted, they continued to meticulously review the General's diagnostics.

After analyzing the charts, Claire could only conclude that the elderly veteran's body was as fragile as a worn-out sieve.

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