The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1599

"I am so sorry, Captain James. We've done everything we can."

Director Brooks, the head of the surgical department, had led the resuscitation efforts himself, but they were out of options. They had to call it.

"I have a specialist on the way. She's a surgeon. She might be able to pull Lucas through."

Stephen wasn't making promises he couldn't keep. He was already rehearsing what he was going to say to Lucas's family.

Lucas was supposed to be getting engaged soon. How was he going to look his fiancée in the eye?

There was no denying the operation was a massive success. They had dismantled a trafficking ring and captured a high-level Sundara spy.

But the cost in blood had been staggering.

Stephen gripped his head. He hadn't slept in over forty-eight hours, and the migraine was blinding.

"May I ask which specialist you called in?"

If someone was coming to take over a terminal case, they had to be an absolute legend in the field.

They knew they couldn't save the kid, but they were desperate to watch a master at work.

"You'll see when she gets here."

The entire trauma team waited with bated breath, only to stare in shock when a young man and woman strode through the double doors.

From Director Brooks down to the junior interns, everyone stared at the newcomers in sheer disbelief.

These two were the supposed specialists?

They might be from a rural hospital, but they weren't idiots. These "specialists" looked barely out of college.

Director Brooks instinctively approached Dane. "Hello, I am—"

He started his introduction, only to be smoothly cut off by Dane.

"I'm not a doctor."

Oh?

Director Brooks froze.

If the tall, imposing man wasn't the doctor, that meant the girl...

"Dr. Brooks, I'm Claire. I'll be taking over the surgery."

Director Brooks felt his jaw go slack.

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