The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 665

It was true, I had researched similar cases before.

During The North Regional Neuro-Anesthesia Summit, I had discussed these exact scenarios with Caspian. Ferris had been there too, and we had even engaged in a heated, intense debate over it.

But that was all theoretical knowledge—just talking on paper. Now, I was performing the actual procedure on a real operating table, and I was doing it independently.

My mentor, the iron-masked Mr. Logan, no longer supervised me during surgeries. I didn't even know when it started, but I was now operating entirely on my own.

The situation in front of me was a massive challenge.

Yet, Ferris's encouragement eased a fraction of my tension. Meeting his gentle gaze, I found myself unconsciously relaxing.

I lowered my head, the needle in my hand still hovering.

"Your skills are more than proficient enough to handle this surgery. Selena Hayes's abilities have always been the best," Ferris added in a low voice, as if sensing my lingering doubts.

Those words made my head snap up once again.

Had I heard him right?

Ferris had actually affirmed my abilities. It wasn't just an affirmation; it was a high level of recognition and praise.

He said I had always been the best?

Behind his silver-rimmed glasses, Ferris's eyes were smiling at me, filled with absolute certainty.

That compliment wasn't just a comfort; he meant it.

Ferris wasn't saying those things just to make me feel better. He seemed to genuinely believe in my competence, trusting that I was fully capable of managing this procedure.

In that instant, my heart gave a soft flutter, and the weakness vanished from my fingers.